jueves, 30 de noviembre de 2006
Try to keep up with the turning of the wheel
Heaven sent the promised land / Looks alright from where I stand / Cause I'm the man on the outside looking in.
Waiting on the first step / Show me where the key is kept / Point me down the right line because it's time.
To let me in from the cold / Turn my lead into gold / Cause there's a chill wind blowing in my soul / And I think I'm growing old.
Flash the readies wot´s...uh, the deal / Got to make to the next meal / Try to keep up with the turning of the wheel.
Mile after mile / Stone after stone / Just turn to speak but you're alone / Million miles from home you're on your own.
So let me in from the cold / Turn my lead into gold / Cause there's chill wind blowing in my soul / And I think I'm growing old.
Fire bright by candlelight / And her by my side / And if she prefers we will never stir again
Someone sent the promised land / And I grabbed it with both hands / Now I'm the man on the inside looking out
Hear me shout... / Come on in / What's the news, where ya been / Cause there's no wind left in my soul / And I've grown old.
PINK FLOYD (1972) – WOT´S ... UH THE DEALPink Floyd - Wot s ... Uh the Deal.mp3
posted by El Trompo Promiscuo el jueves, noviembre 30, 2006
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domingo, 26 de noviembre de 2006
There's always someone around you who will call
Sunday morning brings the dawning / It's just a restless feeling by my side / Early dawning, sunday morning / It's just the wasted years so close behind.
Watch out the world is behind you / There's always someone around you who will call / It's nothing at all.
Sunday morning and I'm falling / I've got a feeling I don't want to know / Early dawning, sunday morning / It's all the streets you crossed not so long ago /
Watch out the world is behind you / There's always someone around you who will call / It's nothing at all.
Watch out the world is behind you / There's always someone around you who will call / It's nothing at all / Sunday morning / Sunday morning.
THE VELVET UNDERGROUND (1967) - SUNDAY MORNING
The Velvet Underground - Sunday Morning.mp3
posted by El Trompo Promiscuo el domingo, noviembre 26, 2006
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lunes, 20 de noviembre de 2006
Es que no sé muy bien por dónde vas
Vuelvo siempre a caminar / tratando de encontrar algo. Debí soñar o imaginar que en la calle estás/ rodando.
Y no es verdad / que perdí mi amor / es que no sé muy bien por dónde vas.No puedo resistir/ esta realidad / dame pronto una señal.
Es que tu cuerpo / va flotando por mi habitación.Cierro los ojos / lo retengo en mi imaginación.
VIRUS (1984) - DAME UNA SEÑAL
posted by El Trompo Promiscuo el lunes, noviembre 20, 2006
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miércoles, 8 de noviembre de 2006
Olvidarnos todo
Tengo un lugar lejos de todo / Lejos, nunca nadie estuvo ahí / Lo guardo aquí / Dentro de mi / No hay tiempo, ni prisa, ni fin.
Vivir allí con vos /Crecer juntos los dos / olvidarnos todo / morir de amor. / Saber si hay vida normal / Afuera de mi soledad.
No le tengas miedo al abismo / Es el vacío después de reír / Lo llevo aquí / Dentro de mí / No hay tiempo, ni prisa, ni fin.
Vivir allí con vos / Crecer juntos los dos / Olvidarnos todo / Morir de amor / Saber que no hay vida normal / Afuera de mi soledad.
LOS FABULOSOS CADILLACS (1999) - C.J.
posted by El Trompo Promiscuo el miércoles, noviembre 08, 2006
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viernes, 3 de noviembre de 2006
It's just a rumour that was spread around town
Is it worth it / A new winter coat and shoes for the wife / and a bicycle on the boy's birthday / It's just a rumour that was spread around town / by the women and children / soon we'll be shipbuilding
Well I ask you / the boy said 'Sad they're going to take me to task / but I'll be back by Christmas' / It's just a rumour that was spread around town / somebody said that someone got filled in / for saying that people get killed in / the result of this shipbuilding
With all the will in the world / Diving for dear life / when we could be diving for pearls
It's just a rumour that was spread around town / A telegram or a picture postcard / within weeks they'll be re-opening the shipyards / and notifying the next of kin / Once again
It's all we're skilled in / we will be shipbuilding
With all the will in the world / Diving for dear life / when we could be diving for pearls.
ELVIS COSTELLO (1983) – SHIPBUILDING
posted by El Trompo Promiscuo el viernes, noviembre 03, 2006
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