Paroles ... Nostalgic, offbeat & changing Latin-jazz-rock sung in Spanish. ...Nostalgic, offbeat & changing Latin-jazz-rock sung in Spanish. Painfully waiting in vain for a loved one. Female singer, Latin percussion, electric guitar, Spanish guitar, 'Llanero' cuatro & rock band. Lead saxophone & harp @ 2'46.
ES:
Una noche soñé
que me encontraba
contigo camino a la playa
Luego desperté corrí te busqué
aquí ya no estabas
Luego desperté corrí te busqué
aquí ya no estabas.
Palabras que llegan del viento
rumoran que yo aun no despierto
Aun así no escuche
corrí te busqué
aquí ya no estabas
Aun así no escuche
corrí te busqué
aquí ya no estabas
con la sombra de tu recuerdo
sigo aquí esperando tu regreso
tanto silencio me tiene atormentada
por tu amor me muero de dolor
Palabras que llegan de la luna
suspiran conmigo
esta noche oscura.
Quiero despertar
volverte a encontrar
tenerte a mi lado.
Quiero despertar
volverte a encontrar
tenerte a mi lado.
Con la sombra de tu recuerdo
sigo aquí esperando por tu regreso
tanto silencio me tiene atormentada
por tu amor me muero de dolor.
Con la sombra de tu recuerdo
sigo aquí esperando por tu regreso
tanto silencio me tiene atormentada
por tu amor me muero de dolor.
Con la sombra de tu recuerdo
sigo aquí esperando por tu regreso
tanto silencio me tiene atormentada
por tu amor me muero de dolor.
Con la sombra de tu recuerdo
sigo aquí esperando por tu regreso
tanto silencio me tiene atormentada
por tu amor me muero de dolor
La sombra de tu recuerdo
sigue aquí esperando por tu regreso
tanto silencio me tiene atormentada
por tu amor me muero de dolor
por tu amor me muero de dolor
por tu amor me muero de dolor
por tu amor me muero de dolor...
EN:
One night I dreamed
that I found myself
with you on my way to the beach
Then I woke up I ran I looked for you
but you were no longer here
Then I woke up I ran I looked for you
But you were no longer here.
Words that come from the wind
rumor that I'm not awake yet
Yet I didn't listen
I ran and looked for you
But you were no longer here
Yet I didn't listen
I ran and looked for you
But you were no longer here
with the shadow of your memory
I'm still here waiting for your return
so much silence has me tormented
for your love I die of pain
Words that come from the moon
sigh with me
in this dark night.
I want to wake up
to find you again
to have you by my side.
I want to wake up
to find you again
to have you by my side.
With the shadow of your memory
I'm still here waiting for your return
So much silence has me tormented
for your love I'm dying of pain.
With the shadow of your memory
I'm still here waiting for your return
So much silence keeps me tormented
for your love I'm dying of pain.
With the shadow of your memory
I'm still here waiting for your return
So much silence keeps me tormented
for your love I'm dying of pain.
With the shadow of your memory
I'm still here waiting for your return
So much silence keeps me tormented
For your love I'm dying of pain
The shadow of your memory
is still here waiting for your return
so much silence keeps me tormented
for your love I'm dying of pain
for your love I'm dying of pain
for your love I'm dying of pain
for your love I'm dying of pain...
Instrumental. Nostalgic, offbeat & changing Latin-jazz-rock. Latin ...Instrumental. Nostalgic, offbeat & changing Latin-jazz-rock. Latin percussion, electric guitar, Spanish guitar, 'Llanero' cuatro & rock band. Lead saxophone & harp @ 2'46.
J’ai grandi seule, loin de toi, sans père sans reprocheJ’ai poussé droit, sans tuteur, ignorant mes racines J’ai plié sans céder, le cœur pris dans la roche Plantée comme cette épée attendant un signe
Je voudrais te dire que je t’aime J’aurais dû crier ton absence J’aurais pu verser dans la haine ou l’indifférence. Quand ma mère gardait le silence Sur ton nom, ton existence même Elle protégeait mon innocence Cette promesse lointaine
Elle n’a gardé qu’une photo comme preuve du passé Qu’elle n’a jamais exhumé comme tu l’avais souhaité Je sais maintenant d’où je viens, où te retrouver
Je voudrais te dire que je t’aime J’aurais dû crier ton absence J’aurais pu verser dans la haine ou indifference. Je ne comprenais pas sa gène Pourquoi elle gardait le silence Sur ton nom et ton requiem Pourquoi cette distance Je voudrais te dire que je t’aime J’aurais dû crier ton absence J’aurais pu verser dans la haine ou indifference. Je ne comprenais pas sa gène Pourquoi elle gardait le silence Sur ton nom et ton requiem Pourquoi cette distance Je partirai comme toi dans cette caravane folle Contempler avec toi ces trésors espagnols… English translation : I WOULD LIKE TO TELL YOU THAT I LOVE YOU
I grew up alone, far from you, without a father, without reproach I grew up straight, without a guardian, ignorant of my roots I accepted without giving in, my heart caught in the rock Planted like this sword waiting for a sign
I would like to tell you that I love you I should have yelled your absence I could have slipped into hatred or indifference. When my mother kept quiet
About your name, your very existence She was protecting my innocence This distant promise
She only kept a photo as proof of the past That she never exhumed as you wanted I now know where I come from, where to find you
I would like to tell you that I love you I should have yelled your absence I could have slipped into hatred or indifference. I could not understand her problem Why she kept quiet About your name and your requiem Why this distance
I would like to tell you that I love you I should have yelled your absence I could have slipped into hatred or indifference
I could not understand her problem Why she kept quiet About your name and your requiem Why this distance
I'll go away like you on this crazy caravan Contemplate with you these Spanish treasures ...
Paroles ... Energique & triomphant. Guitares électrique et acoustique, chanteur ...Energique & triomphant. Guitares électrique et acoustique, chanteur & batterie.
We're about tocomeNow the wet dream's overReality bitesSometimes i'msure you like the wayI sing Van Dyke ParksTonight Theshape of things to comeWell i know it's hard for you to hearthatOur friendship's gonna dieIf you behave like that anddespise the things we saidTonight And the streets arefilled with loveIf you really take a lookSit back, relax &cool it downThe time is rightShe's waiting there « Iknow where you're coming from »Isn't it the best way tomake peopleFeel uncomfortable ?Sometimes i'm sure you likedthe wayI overcame my stage fright
And the streets arefilled with loveIf you take a second lookSit back, relax,just let it shineWithin your mindShe's waiting there
Paroles ... Catchy & groovy. Voix de femme, guitares folk & électrique & ...Catchy & groovy. Voix de femme, guitares folk & électrique & rythmique.
Eh bien, j'ai pensé qu'il était tempsDe te dire que tu est l'élu de mon coeurPour toujours tu esCelui qui me fait de l'effetPourquoi ne pas sauter le pas Cet amour est indestructiblePour toujours tu esCelui qui me fait de l'effet Tu es celuiCelui qui me fait de l'effetJe sais que nos destins sont entremêlés Passons à la prochaine étapeJe le sens au plus profond de moiPour toujours tu esCelui qui me fait de l'effet Encore et encoreUn plus un fontEncore et encoreUn plus un font troisJe sais que c'est le bon moment Pourquoi ne pas sauter le pasJe sais que nos destins sont entremêlés Passons à la prochaine étape
Paroles ... Déterminé & sérieux. Voix de femme, guitares folk & électrique & ...Déterminé & sérieux. Voix de femme, guitares folk & électrique & rythmique.
When I was a young manLife seemed so easyNever had any plansFate would take care of me I felt warm in your armsLonging for your embraceI was tricked by your charmsA fool falling from grace Ah ah ah ah … Lost in a hazeLife is a maze
Alternate sans rythmique. Nonchalant mais obstiné. Guitare slide ...Alternate sans rythmique. Nonchalant mais obstiné. Guitare slide acoustique & harmonica.
Paroles ... Ballade folk chantée en chinois (mandarin). Simple, naïve & intime. ...Ballade folk chantée en chinois (mandarin). Simple, naïve & intime. Chanteuse, guitare acoustique & rythmique @ 1'00.
There were no girls not wearing flowers
There were no boys not riding horses.
Girls with flowers waiting for the wedding.
Boys ride the horses to visit the girls’ families.
No flower will not fade
No horse will cross the bridge
Withered flowers are buried everywhere
The horse crossing the bridge does not turn back
When you sing my song.
My horse and I are tired.
It's getting dark and the wine is almost finished
It's getting dark and the wine is almost finished
