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Con esta nadie se pone de acuerdo en que dicen, pero no deja de ser una cancion cojonuda

 

The Clash - Spanish Bombs

 

Spanish songs in Andalucia

The shooting sites in the days of '39

Oh, please, leave the ventana open

Federico Lorca is dead and gone

Bullet holes in the cemetery walls

The black cars of the Guardia Civil

Spanish bombs on the Costa Rica

I'm flying in a DC 10 tonight

 

Spanish bombs, yo te quiero INFINITO

Yo TE QUIERO, oh MI corazon

Spanish bombs, yo te quiero INFINITO

Yo TE QUIERO, oh MI corazon

 

Spanish weeks in my disco casino

The freedom fighters died upon the hill

They sang the red flag

They wore the black one

But after they died it was Mockingbird Hill

Back home the buses went up in flashes

The Irish tomb was drenched in blood

Spanish bombs shatter the hotels

My señorita's rose was nipped in the bud

 

Spanish bombs, yo te quiero INFINITO

Yo TE QUIERO, oh MI corazon

Spanish bombs, yo te quiero INFINITO

Yo TE QUIERO, oh MI corazon

 

The hillsides ring with "Free the people"

Or can I hear the echo from the days of '39?

With trenches full of poets

The ragged army, fixin' bayonets to fight the other line

Spanish bombs rock the province

I'm hearing music from another time

Spanish bombs on the Costa Brava

I'm flying in on a DC 10 tonight

 

Spanish bombs, yo te quiero INFINITO

Yo TE QUIERO, oh MI corazon

Spanish bombs, yo te quiero INFINITO

Yo TE QUIERO, oh MI corazon

oh MI corazon

oh MI corazon

 

Spanish songs in Andalucia, mandolina, oh mi corazon

Spanish songs in Granada, oh mi corazon

oh MI corazon

oh MI corazon

oh MI corazon

 

 

PD: no si por que cojones los de la pagina de la que lo he secado ponen las palabras españolas en mayusculas, pero en fin...

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Este foro tiene un buengusto que te pasas, tantas buenas canciones.

koala, vaya temazo el de Tracey Chapman, voy aponer otro tema suyo que tb es una pasada y supongo que conocerás.

Stivie, has ganado NA (el número de Avogadro) de votos al poner un tema de Love (and i could be in love with almost everyone)

Rolling Stones forever!

W, siento que discrepemos en Manolo García, tien buenas letras, pero que le voy a hacer, me cansa un poco, a pesar de ello alguna canción suya o del último me gusta. Lo q no me gustó fue cuando oí de su propia voz que escribía las letras con el diccionario, buscando palabras raras (como el Rosendo)

 

 

Subcity/ Tracy Chapman

People say it doesn't exist

'Cause no one would like to admit

That there is a city underground

Where people live everyday

Off the waste and decay

Off the discards of their fellow man

 

Here in subcity life is hard

We can't recieve any government relief

I'd like to give Mr. President my honest regards

For disregarding me (me encanta esta frase)

 

They say there's too much crime in these city streets

My sentiments exactly

Government and big buisness hold the purse strings

When I worked I worked in the factory

I'm at the mercy of the world

I guess I'm lucky to be alive

 

They say we've fallen through the cracks

They say the system works

But we won't let it

Help

I guess they never stop to think

We might not just want handouts

But a way to make an honest living

Living this ain't living

 

What did I do to deserve this

Had my trust in god

Worked everyday of my life

Thought I had some guarantees

That's what I thought

At least that's what I thought

 

Last night I had another restless sleep

Wondering what tomorrow might bring

Last night I dreamed

A cold blue light was shining down on me

I screamed myself awake

Thought I must be dying

Thought I must be dying

 

Heaven knows i´m miserable now/The Smiths

I was happy in the haze of a drunken hour

But heaven knows I'm miserable now

 

I was looking for a job, and then I found a job

And heaven knows I'm miserable now

 

 

In my life

Why do I give valuable time

To people who don't care if I live or die ?

 

 

Two lovers entwined pass me by

And heaven knows I'm miserable now

 

I was looking for a job, and then I found a job

And heaven knows I'm miserable now

 

 

In my life

Oh, why do I give valuable time

To people who don't care if I live or die ?

 

 

What she asked of me at the end of the day

Caligula would have blushed

 

 

"You've been in the house too long" she said

And I (naturally) fled

 

 

In my life

Why do I smile

At people who I'd much rather kick in the eye ?

 

 

I was happy in the haze of a drunken hour

But heaven knows I'm miserable now

 

 

"You've been in the house too long" she said

And I (naturally) fled

 

 

In my life

Why do I give valuable time

To people who don't care if I live or die ?

 

 

y por último la canción que ha sido elegida recientemente la mejor de la historia según la revista Rolling Stone, el gran Bob Dylan

 

Like a rolling stone/Bob Dylan

 

Once upon a time you dressed so fine

You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn’t you?

People’d call, say, beware doll, you’re bound to fall

You thought they were all kiddin’ you

You used to laugh about

Everybody that was hangin’ out

Now you don’t talk so loud

Now you don’t seem so proud

About having to be scrounging for your next meal.

 

How does it feel

How does it feel

To be without a home

Like a complete unknown

Like a rolling stone?

 

You’ve gone to the finest school all right, miss lonely

But you know you only used to get juiced in it

And nobody has ever taught you how to live on the street

And now you find out you’re gonna have to get used to it

You said you’d never compromise

With the mystery tramp, but now you realize

He’s not selling any alibis

As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes

And ask him do you want to make a deal?

 

How does it feel

How does it feel

To be on your own

With no direction home

Like a complete unknown

Like a rolling stone?

 

You never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clowns

When they all come down and did tricks for you

You never understood that it ain’t no good

You shouldn’t let other people get your kicks for you

You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat

Who carried on his shoulder a siamese cat

Ain’t it hard when you discover that

He really wasn’t where it’s at

After he took from you everything he could steal.

 

How does it feel

How does it feel

To be on your own

With no direction home

Like a complete unknown

Like a rolling stone?

 

Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people

They’re drinkin’, thinkin’ that they got it made

Exchanging all kinds of precious gifts and things

But you’d better lift your diamond ring, you’d better pawn it babe

You used to be so amused

At napoleon in rags and the language that he used

Go to him now, he calls you, you can’t refuse

When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose

You’re invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal.

 

How does it feel

How does it feel

To be on your own

With no direction home

Like a complete unknown

Like a rolling stone?

 

 

(perdón por extenderme tanto)

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Dicen que Bob Dylan es uno de los mejores letristas que hay. Tengo alguna traducida (Blowin' in the wind, all along the watchtower...) , algun dia las mandaré.

 

Por ahora dejo una canción que me gusta bastante, ke me ha dado el punto ahora mismo, la he buscado en internet y la he traducido, dandome cuenta de ke la letra no es gran cosa, pero la cancion está muy bien.

 

 

HEART OF GOLD (NEIL YOUNG)

 

I want to live,

I want to give

I've been a miner

for a heart of gold.

It's these expressions

I never give

That keep me searching

for a heart of gold

And I'm getting old.

Keeps me searching

for a heart of gold

And I'm getting old.

 

I've been to Hollywood

I've been to Redwood

I crossed the ocean

for a heart of gold

I've been in my mind,

it's such a fine line

That keeps me searching

for a heart of gold

And I'm getting old.

Keeps me searching

for a heart of gold

And I'm getting old.

 

Keep me searching

for a heart of gold

You keep me searching

for a heart of gold

And I'm getting old.

I've been a miner

for a heart of gold.

 

 

TRADUCCION -----------------

Quiero vivir,

quiero entregar

He sido un minero

para un corazón de oro

Son estas expresiones

que nunca doy

las que me mantienen buscando

un corazon de oro

Y me estoy haciendo viejo.

 

Me mantiene en busca

de un corazon de oro

Y me estoy haciendo viejo

 

He estado en Hollywood

He estado en Redwood

He cruzado el oceano

por un corazon de oro

He estado en mi mente,

Es una linea tan delgada

Que me mantiene en busca

de un corazon de oro

Y me estoy haciendo viejo.

Me mantiene en busca

de un corazón de oro

Y me estoy haciendo viejo.

...

Tu me mantienes en busca

de un corazon de oro

Y me estoy haciendo viejo

He sido un minero

para un corazon de oro

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Hola!

Como he visto que el post de la agenda de conciertos ha quedado un poco abandonado, aprovecho y os dejo la noticia aquí, para quien le interese: el 7 de abril, MARK KNOPFLER en el Palau Sant Jordi. Parece que es el único concierto en España... y yo estaré allí para verlo :blink:

 

Después de esto, y corroborando el buen gusto del personal en canciones, amplio el repertorio de Bob Dylan... No sé si os está ocurriendo, pero estoy empezando a tener recuerdos vagos sobre las canciones que están puestas y las que no... :rolleyes: La canción será un poco larga, pero me gusta mucho...

 

 

BOB DYLAN - Changing of the guards

 

Sixteen years,

Sixteen banners united over the field

Where the good shepherd grieves.

Desperate men, desperate women divided,

Spreading their wings 'neath the falling leaves.

 

Fortune calls.

I stepped forth from the shadows, to the marketplace,

Merchants and thieves, hungry for power, my last deal gone down.

She's smelling sweet like the meadows where she was born,

On midsummer's eve, near the tower.

 

The cold-blooded moon.

The captain waits above the celebration

Sending his thoughts to a beloved maid

Whose ebony face is beyond communication.

The captain is down but still believing that his love will be repaid.

 

They shaved her head.

She was torn between Jupiter and Apollo.

A messenger arrived with a black nightingale.

I seen her on the stairs and I couldn't help but follow,

Follow her down past the fountain where they lifted her veil.

 

I stumbled to my feet.

I rode past destruction in the ditches

With the stitches still mending 'neath a heart-shaped tattoo.

Renegade priests and treacherous young witches

Were handing out the flowers that I'd given to you.

 

The palace of mirrors

Where dog soldiers are reflected,

The endless road and the wailing of chimes,

The empty rooms where her memory is protected,

Where the angels' voices whisper to the souls of previous times.

 

She wakes him up

Forty-eight hours later, the sun is breaking

Near broken chains, mountain laurel and rolling rocks.

She's begging to know what measures he now will be taking.

He's pulling her down and she's clutching on to his long golden locks.

 

Gentlemen, he said,

I don't need your organization, I've shined your shoes,

I've moved your mountains and marked your cards

But Eden is burning, either brace yourself for elimination

Or else your hearts must have the courage for the changing of the guards.

 

Peace will come

With tranquility and splendor on the wheels of fire

But will bring us no reward when her false idols fall

And cruel death surrenders with its pale ghost retreating

Between the King and the Queen of Swords.

 

 

Salut!

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Ahi va otra.

Para mi, la mejor cancion (seguida muy de cerca por otras) de ese pedazo de grupo ke son los Maiden.

Me pone los pelos de punta cuando la escucho.

 

THE EVIL THAT MEN DO (IRON MAIDEN)

 

Love is a razor and I walked the line on that silver blade

Slept in the dust with his daughter, her eyes red with the slaughter of innocence.

 

But I will pray for her.

I will call her name out loud.

I would bleed for her.

If only I could see her now.

 

Living on a razors edge.

Balancing on a ledge.

Living on a razors edge.

 

The evil that men do lives on and on...

The evil that men do lives on and on...

The evil that men do lives on and on...

The evil that men do lives on and on...

 

Circle of fire my baptism of joy at an end it seems.

The seventh lamb slain, the book of life opens before me.

 

But I will pray for you.

And some day I may return.

I would die for you.

Beyond is where I learn.

 

Living on a razors edge.

Balancing on a ledge.

Living on a razors edge.

 

The evil that men do lives on and on...

The evil that men do lives on and on...

 

 

TRADUCCION --------------

 

El amor es una cuchilla y caminé por el borde de esa hoja plateada

Dormido en el polvo con su hija, sus ojos rojos por el sacrificio de la inocencia

Y yo rezaré por ella

Invocaré a gritos su nombre

Yo sangraría por ella

Si tan solo pudiera verla ahora

 

Viviendo en el filo de una cuchilla

Balanceándome sobre el borde

Viviendo en el filo de una cuchilla

Balanceándome sobre el borde

 

El mal que el hombre hizo continua viviendo

El mal que el hombre hizo continua viviendo

….

 

Círculo de fuego, my bautizo de júbilo parece que se acerca a su fin

El séptimo cordero sacrificado, el libro de la vida se abre ante mí

Y yo rezaré por ti

Algún día puede que regrese

Yo moriría por ti (letra oficial y de directo, xo en disco dice “No llores por mi”)

Mas allá es dónde yo aprendo

 

Viviendo en el filo de una cuchilla

Balanceándome sobre el borde

Viviendo en el filo de una cuchilla

Balanceándome sobre el borde

 

El mal que el hombre hizo continua viviendo

El mal que el hombre hizo continua viviendo

….

 

 

BUAH! Que pedazo canción!

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Una gran canción de Meat Loaf

 

I would do anything for love (but i won´t do that)

 

And I would do anything for love, I'd run right into hell and back

I would do anything for love, I'll never lie to you and that's a fact

But I'll never forget the way you feel right now, oh no, no way

And I would do anything for love, but I won't do that, I won't do that

Anything for love, oh I would do anything for love

I would do anything for love, but I won't do that, oh I won't do that

 

Some days it don't come easy, and some days it don't come hard

Some days it don't come at all, and these are the days that never end

Some nights you're breathing fire, and some nights you're carved in ice

Some nights you're like nothing I've ever seen before or will again

 

Maybe I'm crazy, but it's crazy and it's true

I know you can save me, no one else can save me now but you

 

As long as the planets are turning, as long as the stars are burning

As long as your dreams are coming true, you better believe it

 

That I would do anything for love, and I'll be there til the final act

I would do anything for love, and I'll take a vow and seal a pact

 

But I'll never forgive myself if we don't go all the way tonight

And I would do anything for love, oh I would do anything for love

Oh I would do anything for love, but I won't do that, no I won't do that

 

I would do anything for love, anything you've been dreaming of

But I just won't do that

(repeats 3x)

 

(Solo)

 

Some days I pray for silence, and somedays I pray for soul

Some days I just pray to the God of Sex and Drums and Rock 'N Roll

Some nights I lose the feeling, and some nights I lose control

Some nights I just lose it all when I watch you dance and the thunder rolls

 

Maybe I'm lonely and that's all I'm qualified to be

There's just one and only, the one and only promise I can keep

 

As long as the wheels are turning, as long as the fires are burning

As long as your prayers are coming true, you better believe it

 

That I would do anything for love, and you know it's true and that's a fact

I would do anything for love, and there'll never be no turning back

 

But I'll never do it better than I do it with you, so long, so long

And I would do anything for love, oh I would do anything for love

I would do anything for love, but I won't do that, no no no I won't do that

 

I would do anything for love, anything you've been dreaming of

But I just won't do that

(repeats 7x)

 

But I'll never stop dreaming of you every night of my life, no way

 

And I would do anything for love, oh I would do anything for love

I would do anything for love, but I won't do that, no I won't do that

 

[Girl:] Will you raise me up, will you help me down?

Will you get me right out of this Godforsaken town?

Will you make it all a little less cold?

 

[boy:] I can do that! I can do that!

 

[Girl:] Will you hold me sacred? Will you hold me tight?

Can you colorize my life, I'm so sick of black and white?

Can you make it all a little less old?

 

[boy:] I can do that! Oh oh, now I can do that!

 

[Girl:] Will you make me some magic, with your own two hands?

Can you build an emerald city with these grains of sand?

Can you give me something I can take home?

 

[boy:] I can do that! Oh oh now, I can do that!

 

[Girl:] Will you cater to every fantasy I got?

Will ya hose me down with holy water, if I get too hot?

Will you take me places I've never known?

 

[boy:] I can do that! Oh oh now, I can do that!

 

[Girl:] After a while you'll forget everything

It was a brief interlude and a midsummer night's fling

And you'll see that it's time to move on

 

[boy:] I won't do that! No I won't do that!

 

[Girl:] I know the territory, I've been around

It'll all turn to dust and we'll all fall down

And sooner or later, you'll be screwing around

 

[boy:] I won't do that! No I won't do that!

 

Anything for love, oh I would do anything for love

I would do anything for love, but I won't do that, no I won't do that

 

Una pasada

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Un temazo de Kansas, que viene a decir que no somos nada, como diría Manolo García (que tío más cansino), somos levedad

 

Dust in the wind

 

I close my eyes,

Only for a moment,

and the moment's gone

All my dreams,

Pass before my eyes,

in curiosity

 

Dust in the wind,

all they are is

dust in the wind

 

Same old song,

Just a drop of water

in an endless sea

All we do,

Crumbles to the ground,

though we refuse to see

 

Dust in the wind,

all they are is

dust in the wind

Siento tardar tanto, Edward, pero te dije ke la iba a traducir. Y ahora la estaba escuchando y me he acordado. La he buscado y no la tenía, era mentira.

Así ke me he puesto a traducirla y me he dado cuenta de ke la letra ke a la letra ke pusiste le faltaba un trozo y tiene algun pequeño fallo.

Ahi dejo la que creo ke es la buena (la he comprobado escuchando la cancion) y la traduccion ke he hecho, a ver ke tal.

Espero ke no me odies por esta correcion, pero tenia ke hacerla. :rolleyes:

 

DUST IN THE WINDI close my eyes

only for a moment

and the moments gone

all my dreams

pass before my eyes a curiosity

dust in the wind

all they are dust in the wind

 

Same old song

just a drop of water

in the endless see

all we do

crumbles to the ground

though we refuse to see

dust in the wind

all we are is dust in the wind

 

 

Now, don´t hang on

nothing last forever

but the earth and sky

it slips away

 

all your money

won`t another minute buy

 

Dust in the wind

all we are dust in the wind

dust in the wind

Everything is dust in the wind

dust in the wind

 

 

TRADUCCION

 

Cierro los ojos

Solo por un momento

y el momento se ha ido

todos mis sueños

Pasan ante mis ojos, una curiosidad

Polvo en el viento

Todo lo que son es polvo en el viento

 

La misma vieja cancion

Solamente una gota de agua

en el mar infinito

Todo lo que hacemos

Se desmenuza en el suelo

Aunque nos neguemos a ver

Polvo en el viento

Todo lo que somos es polvo en el viento

 

Ahora, no te resistas

Nada dura para siempre

Excepto la tierra y el cielo

Se nos escabulle

 

Todo tu dinero

No podrá comprar otro minuto

 

Polvo en el viento

Todo lo que somos es polvo en el viento

Polvo en el viento

Todo es polvo en el viento

Polvo en el viento

 

----------------------------

 

Siento extenderme tanto, pero una vez que empiezo...

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