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Dona estrangera (Manel)

El teu avi tenia un bigoti llarg i blanc
i el sucava en cervesa tèbia en tavernes dels Alps.
Pels matins les teves tietes baixen a banyar-se
a una platja escenari de la Segona Guerra Mundial

Dona estrangera,
com em veuen els teus ulls?

Ton pare destil·la prunes i les deixa fermentar
i en fires exsoviètiques ven licors de vuitanta graus.
Al jardí la teva àvia vesteix quimono blanc
mentre el sol vermell es pon entre les branques d’un bonsai. Lee el resto de esta entrada »

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Les Jours Tristes (Yann Tiersen & Neil Hannon)

It’s hard,
hard, not to sit on your hands,
burrow your head in the sand,
hard, not to make other plans
and claim that you’ve done all you can,
all alone
and life
must go on.

It’s hard,
hard, to stand up for what’s right
and bring home the bacon each night,
hard, not to break down and cry,
when every ideal that you tried
has been wrong.
But you must
carry on. Lee el resto de esta entrada »

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Nothing better to start another working day: Good morning, Good morning!!!!!

Pues eso, lo dicho, muy buenos dias!!!!

singing_in_the_rain

Good morning, Good morning

Good mornin’,
Good mornin’!
We’ve talked the whole night through,
Good mornin’
Good mornin’ to you.
Good mornin’, good mornin’!
It’s great to stay up late,
Good mornin’, good mornin’ to you. Lee el resto de esta entrada »

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Muchas gracias

Antes de que cuente 10 (Fito y Fitipaldis)

Puedo escribir y no disimular
es la ventaja de irse haciendo viejo
no tengo nada para impresionar
ni por fuera ni por dentro.

La noche en vela va cruzando el mar
porque los sueños viajan con el viento
y en mi ventana sopla en el cristal
mira a ver si estoy despierto. Lee el resto de esta entrada »

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¡¡Enhorabuena cariocas!!

rio2016

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Ayo Technology (Milow)

She work it girl, she work the pole
She break it down, she take it low
She fine as hell, she about the dough
She doing her thing out on the floor
Her money money, she makin’ makin’
Got the way she shakin’
Make you want to touch it, make you want to taste it
Have you lustin’ for her,
go crazy face it

She’s so much more than you’re used to
She know’s just how to move to seduce you
She gone do the right thing and touch the right spot
Dance in you’re lap till you’re ready to pop

She always ready, when you want it she want it
Like a nympho, the info
I show you where to meet her
On the late night, till daylight the club jumpin’
If you want a good time, she gone give you what you want

Baby It’s a new age,
You like my new craze
Let’s get together
Maybe we can start a new phase
The smokes got the club all hazy,
Spotlights don’t do you justice baby
Why don’t you come over here,
you got me saying

Aayooh
I’m tired of using technology,
Why don’t you sit down on top of me
Aayooh
I’m tired of using technology
I need you right in front– of me Lee el resto de esta entrada »

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playing for change cd

The Inspiration
Playing for Change is a multimedia movement created to inspire, connect, and bring peace to the world through music. The idea for this project arose from a common belief that music has the power to break down boundaries and overcome distances between people. No matter whether people come from different geographic, political, economic, spiritual or ideological backgrounds, music has the universal power to transcend and unite us as one human race. And with this truth firmly fixed in our minds, we set out to share it with the world.

Stand by me

The Production
We built a mobile recording studio, equipped with all the same equipment used in the best studios, and traveled to wherever the music took us. As technology changed, our power demands were downsized from golf cart batteries to car batteries, and finally to laptops. Similarly, the quality with which we were able to film and document the project was gradually upgraded from a variety of formats– each the best we could attain at the time—finally to full HD. Lee el resto de esta entrada »

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Sour Times (Portishead)

To pretend no one can find
The fallacies of morning rose
Forbidden fruit, hidden eyes
Curtises that I despise in me
Take a ride, take a shot now

Cos nobody loves me
Its true
Not like you do

Covered by the blind belief
That fantasies of sinful screens
Bear the facts, assume the dye
End the vows no need to lie, enjoy
Take a ride, take a shot now

Cos nobody loves me
Its true
Not like you do

Who oo am I, what and why
Cos all I have left is my memories of yesterday
Ohh these sour times Lee el resto de esta entrada »

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Y navegando, navegando un dia me tope con A la flor del berro y allí encontré esta versión del himno de la India “Jana Gana Mana” que, segun cuenta el siempre bien informado Internet, es un poema que Rabidranath Tagore escribió en bengalí y quiere decir “toda las mentes de la gente”, ¿no es eso una nación? ¿el resultado del pensamiento colectivo de sus gentes?

El himno de la India, por algunos de sus mejores cantantes, que sigue la letra de su poeta Rabidranath Tagore, un canto de amor, el “Jana Gana Mana”. Om shanti, que quiere decir PAZ.

Jana Gana Mana adhi-nayaka, jaya hey,
Bharata bhagya-vidhata.
Punjaba, Sindhu, Guyarata, Maratha,
Dravida, Utkala, Banga,
Vindhya, Himachala, Yamuna, Ganga,
Uchchala jaladhi taranga.
Tava shubha naamey jaagey,
Tava shubha aashis maagey,
Gahe tava jayagatha.
Jana gana mangaladhayak jaya hey
Bharata bhagya-vidhata.
Jaya hey, jaya hey, jaya hey,
Jaya jaya jaya jaya hey!

Bandera india / India's Flag

Bandera india / India's Flag

De la mente de toda la gente
eres el principal líder, hurra eh!
de Bhárata (India) eres el dador de fortuna.
De Punjab, Sind, Guyarat, Maratha,
Drávida, Utkala (Orissa), Bengal,
[las colinas] Vindhya, Himalayas, [el río] Yamuna, [el río] Ganges
cantan las olas del mar.
Tus bendiciones piden,
tus bendiciones [...]
cantan tus glorias.
El ahorro de toda la gente espera en tu mano, hurra eh!
De India eres el dador de fortuna.
¡Hurra eh, hurra eh, hurra eh!
¡Hurra hurra hurra hurra eh!

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Summertime (Janis Joplin live Gröna Lund 1969)

Summertime, time, time,
Child, the living’s easy.
Fish are jumping out
And the cotton, Lord,
Cotton’s high, Lord, so high.

Your daddy’s rich
And your ma is so good-looking, baby.
She’s looking good now,
Hush, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby,
No, no, no, no, don’t you cry.
Don’t you cry!

One of these mornings
You’re gonna rise, rise up singing,
You’re gonna spread your wings,
Child, and take, take to the sky,
Lord, the sky.

Until that morning
Honey, n-n-nothing’s going to harm you now,
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no,
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no,
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no,
Don’t you cry,
Don’t you cry,
Cry.

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Más canciones para este verano…

Do It (The sunday drivers)

Never heard from you “I’m doing fine”
You get depressed or you are on cloud nine
You look tasty or a sorry sight
Shine your light
Mmmm
Never heard you singing on my mind
And never heard you humming a melodic catchy line
You just give me one thing back
So shine your light
Mmmm

Do it, do it, do it, put yourself in my place
Do it, do it, do it Lee el resto de esta entrada »

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Fix you (Coldplay)
Coldplay Twisted Logic Tour – Live in Toronto 2006 –

When you try your best but you don’t succeed
When you get what you want but not what you need
When you feel so tired but you can’t sleep
Stuck in reverse

And the tears come streaming down your face
When you lose something you can’t replace
When you love someone but it goes to waste
Could it be worse?

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you Lee el resto de esta entrada »

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Con la mente en el verano… en unas buenas cervezas, en buena compañia, en estar relajado, …

Summercat (Billie The Vision and The Dancers)

I kissed you good bye at the airport.
I held you so close to me.
I said ’So here we are now and I can’t stop from crying Lilly’.
And you said ’Hey hey hoo, you know this is the way to go
You will forget about me when I’m on that plane.
Forget about me when I’m on that plane.’

Tonight tonight tonight tonight
I wanna be with you Tonight tonight tonight tonight
I wanna be with you tonight Lee el resto de esta entrada »

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End of May (Keren Ann)

Close your eyes and roll a dice
Under the board there’s a compromise
If after all we only lived twice
Which lies the run road to paradise

Don’t say a word, here comes the break of the day
And wide clouds of sand raised by the wind of the end of May

Close your eyes and make a bet
Face to the glare of the sunset
This is about as far as we get
You haven’t seen me disguised yet

Don’t say a word, here comes the break of the day
And wide clouds of sand raised by the wind of the end of May

Close your eyes and make a wish
Under the stone there’s a stonefish
Hold your breath then roll the dice
It might lead the run road to paradise

Don’t say a word, here comes the break of the day
And wide clouds of sand raised by the wind of the end…

Don’t say a word, here comes the break of the day
And wide clouds of sand raised by the wind of the end of May

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A mis hermanos,

Una de las canciones de nuestra infancia, Shir Habatianim, con la que Datner & Kushnir representaron a Israel en Eurovision de 1987. Quedaron octavos con 73 puntos

SHIR HABATLANIM

Nu vakasha
Kol boker ‘ani mit’orer be’erekh sh’ot ha-’eser
Rotze lir’ot ha-shemesh, ha-trisim ktzat mastirim
Poteakh ha-trisim ve-lo ro’e ha-shemesh
Ki ‘et ha-shemesh mastirot shurot shel biniyanim

‘Ose li kos kafe u-madlik li ha-sigariya
Yotze ‘el ha-mirpeset lefatzeakh gar’inim
Ha-tziporim yordot ha-atzitzim shel ha-mirpeset
U-mefazmot ‘iti ‘et shir ha-batlanim

Hupa hule hule hule… hupa hupa hule hule…
Hupa hule hule hupa pa…
Hupa hule hule… hupa hupa hule hule…
Hupa hule hule hupa pa… Lee el resto de esta entrada »

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