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Escuchar Anoche soñe - paquito baron


Letras

The Infanta (The Decemberists)


Here she comes in her palanquin
on the back of an elephant
on a bed made of linen and sequins and silk
all astride on her father's line
with the king and his concubines
and her nurse with her pitchers of liquors and milk
and we'll all come praise the infanta
and we'll all come praise the infanta

Among five score pachyderm
each canopied and passengered
sit the duke and the duchess' luscious young girls
within sight of the baronness
seething spite for this live largesse
by her side sits the baron
her barrenness barbs her
and we'll all come praise the infanta
and we'll all come praise the infanta

A phalanx on camelback
thirty ranks on a forward tack
followed close, their shiny bright standards a-waving
while behind in their coach, in fours
ride the wives of the king of Moors
And the veiled young virgin, the prince's betrothed
and we'll all come praise the infanta
and we'll all come praise the infanta

And as she sits upon her place
her innocence laid on her face
from all atop the parapets blow a multitude of coronets
melodies rhapsodical and fair
and all our hearts afire
the sky ablaze with cannon fire
we all raise our voices to the air
to the air...

And above all this falderal
on a bed made of chaparral
she is laid, a coronal placed on her brow
and the babe, all in slumber dreams
of a place filled with quiet streams
and the lake where her cradle was pulled from the water
and we'll all come praise the infanta
and we'll all come praise the infanta

Estoy Harto De Verte Con Otros (Los Fabulosos Cadillacs)


Salgo y me empiezo a encontrar
más despierto que anoche
ahora ya puedo pensar
La la la lluvia, me hace despabilar
y en este andén mis zapatos son distintos a los demás
y subo al tren y la mañana
por las ventanillas veo pasar
y veo tu cara reflejada en el vidrio
esto es igual a hundirse en el mar.

Viajo, y el día miro pasar
ya me veo esta noche
corriendo como las demás
la la la lluvia me hace despabilar
y en este tren mis zapatos
son distintos a los demás.

Y subo al tren y la mañana
por las ventanillas veo pasar

y veo tu cara llorando en el vidrio
esto es igual a hundirse en el mar.

Quiero estar a tu lado
poder verte en la oscuridad
quiero ver a tu padre
preocupado por mi traje
preocupado por mi modo
y mi manera de tomar.

Viajo y me veo pasar
ya me veo esta noche
muriendo como las demás
Yo llego y te veo pasar
abrazada a ese imbécil
igual a todos los demás.

Y subo al tren y la mañana
por las ventanillas veo pasar
y veo tu cara llorando en el vidrio
esto es igual a hundirse en el mar

Rio (Silvio Rodríguez)


Hoy sé que no hay nada imposible
Anoche supe la verdad
Creí a mi alma inservible
Pero era cansancio vulgar, nada más

Tú eres un don de la brisa
Un ser de la resurrección
Un pájaro con una risa
Capaz de arrastrar a la noche hasta el sol

Río, río, río
Río de verdad
Como un animal
Que ha sido puesto en libertad

Río
Me dejo ir en mano alegre, voy previendo
Porque mañana, a lo mejor, hay un entierro
Y una mordida de pantera en lo más mío

Río
Y no es un desafío
A la vida del sueño
Es que vivo camino al cementerio

Muy, Muy Temprano (Los Fabulosos Cadillacs)


Hoy desperté y me sentí enfermo
que será lo que habré soñado
seguro viejo es lo de siempre
anoche termié medio tomado.

Hoy desperté y te odié más que nunca
porque te amé y me sentí un tarado
anoche yo te apunte con un dedo
los otros tres dedos me dispararon.

Riéndome
Riéndome

Es temprano aún para llamarte
me visto mientras pienso en tu madre
anoche ella me hecho de su casa
porque yo te bese a sus espaldas

Mi padre grita que me levante
salí a la calle corriendome
Voy a casa el frío tal vez no aguante
pero sé que moriré riendome.

Riendome
Riendome

Jacob's Ladder (Mark Wills)


(Tony Martin/Carl Sweat/Brenda Sweat)

Jacob was a dirt poor farm boy
Raised at the fork in the road in a clapboard house
And Rachael was a land baron's daughter
Born with a silver spoon in her mouth
Her daddy said he wouldn't stand
For Rachael to waste her life with a common man
He tried hard to keep them apart
But you can't draw lines in a young girl's heart

So late one night by the harvest moon
Jacob climed a ladder up to Rachael's room
He knew his place, it was right beside her
Step by step up to her world
Head over heels for a brown-eyed girl
And gettin' caught didn't seem to matter
'Cause heaven was waitin' at the top of Jacob's ladder

It'll be five years September
Since her daddy found a ladder and a note on her windowsill
He swore he'd never forgive them
But nothin' melts a heart like a grandchild will
Now she climbs up on his knee
Says, "Grandpa, tell a story, the one about me"
He thinks back and his eyes shine
Says, "Listen Child, once upon a time"

Late one night by the harvest moon
Your daddy climbed a ladder to your mama's room
He knew his place, it was right besde her
Step by step up to her world
Head over heels for my little girl
And here you are, that's all that matters
'Cause heaven was watin' at the top of Jacob's ladder

Oh, an angel was waitin' at the top of Jacob's ladder

El Extraño Caso De Las Damas De Africa (Silvio Rodríguez)


El otro día fuimos al parque
a ver la galería de arte,
y cuando terminó la mañana
pasamos a comprar africanas.
Cargué con un cartucho
contento para casa
y lo guardé en el frío
porque el calor abraza,
¡y vaya usted a saber lo que pasa!

Anoche tuve una visita,
un matrimonio y su vejiguita,
y, como era ocasión apropiada,
quise brindarles mis africanas.
Cuando encontré la bolsa,
después de buscar mucho,
la sacudí en mi oído diciendo:
nada escucho.
¡Adentro hallé no más que cartucho!

¿Quién se comió mi africana?

Si no fue Juana,
ni fue su hermana,
que alguien me diga quién se ha comido mis africanas.

Es concebible,
y no imposible,
que yo sujete mis africanas con imperdibles.

Una pepilla,
le hacía cosquillas
interrogando sádicamente a la giraldilla.

Señor abate,
no se arrebate
si usted encuentra tanta ricura de chocolate.

¿Quién fue?
¿Quién fue?
¿Quién se comió, quién se comió,
quién se comió mi africana?

Paavian (Skriimsilm)


Su suur must koer
Su blond loll kass
Koer poeb ja koeb
Kass on sitt grill

Ei aita hamster ega karvane rott (see rott!)
Ei tee ka kilpkonn, kes vaid hängib radika all
Ei paku ussi - uss on mõttetu tross (tropp tross!)
Tee "copy-paste": hangi kohe koju üks

Paavian
Sest paavianil on veider feiss
Paavian
Aitab linnas leida naist

On stress, peast soe
Saad kinga töölt
Nüüd näed, ma tean
On vaid üks pääs

Ei aita hamster...

Paavian...

Too Much Brandy (The Streets)


Smell of good earthy herbs makes my nerves shudder but where were you that cold December
cos we were in the Grasshopper spending guilders
Central Station, charged up like Scarface Amsterdam ain't a nice place off your face, we
enter the race
Walk down, been there before, done that, no joy, if you're bored, let's go see Roy, get
**ed up with the boys
Calvin, Schmalvin, I'm well within my limit, oh hang on a minute, these mushrooms just
kicked in, think I might be finished
The ball game heads for the worse, for what it's worth I might just fall off the edge of
the earth, brain's kind of surfing now
We wander down darkened pathways in a daze, "Want to buy any cocaine?", am I paranoid? "Yes,
you're paranoid"
Charlie, darling, please save me, this is raving, take me home to my baby, two bags of
mushrooms, room's mushed up and I need a cradle

In its own little way, my body was trying to say that you better stop drinking brandy
In its own little way, my body was trying to say that you better stop drinking brandy

Now getting to the bar's gonna be trouble
So the Marlons'll have to be doubles
Then you drink doubles
The same speed you drink singles
Ah beautiful, the barman holds aloft the crystal glass and I'm having all that's in the
bubble in the bottom of the bottle
Then by three or four, your head's a bit mangled
Club's full, you mingle
You dance the fandango
You sing all your favourite jingles
Far gone on one, call me Baron Von Marlon
One has a monocle and cigar
Dickie-bow and long johns
My utility belt tells me it's to the bar Batman
Fat cans of that lager then it's straight to the dance-floor
For much more fancy footwork, it's adored by many amour
Don't awe me with your little sidestep technique
Gget to the beat, loosen up, it's The Streets

In its own little way, my body was trying to say that you better stop drinking brandy
In its own little way, my body was trying to say that you better stop drinking brandy

We eat junk food, sat drunk on the tube
Every time the train clunks I feel like puking
Wonder whether that beautiful bird'll ring,
Then it all goes hazy, these are the days we're walking up out and back to the road, talking
Well shouting actually, loads more drunk, by Jove, mind's focused, balance **ed up
Ra, ra, ra, it's all back to the Dogstar and if it's his round I'm quite partial to another
Marlon at the bar
Bad idea to start again late, should've given my brain a break
Take it easy mate, you start to think you're a state, you definitely are a state

In its own little way, my body was trying to say that you better stop drinking brandy
In its own little way, my body was trying to say that you better stop drinking brandy

long way down (baron lesh)


the first curse,is worse than the first curse holds me here like the words. before the light had found my heart,i swore these words would tear apart i bore this cross cross,i got the dark,i got the evil in my heart. and its a long way down the long way around... a seed is shown in an empty row,does deed alone have the means to show? do you do in your life whats wrong or right? this grey surrounds your black and white. cant know the dark to know the light. the blindness leads the blind. so can you show me around? can you take me now? cause the world wont wait...am i too late? the worse curse for never to be givin the chance to realize,to understand the the word. and the word did tear and tear apart,the shadow crawled across my heart. a broken circle and the course was changed for evermore,for evermore.. the change i had found,had taken all my time to late to turn back now.the choice was never mine.climbing at the speed of sound. all my life,futher to fly futher to fall and its a long way down...

Turn Da Music Up (2 Brothers On The 4th Floor)





Here it is:
Bang! Another dope jam!
Get up of your bud and start to dance
come on do your stuff don't hazetate
you will find the answer you will have the key
change your own direction control your destiny
Turn da music up, turn da music up
you can turn it up yeah
This is the one you been waiting for,
the Baron MC hitting once more
with a comeback dope lyrics on the hype track,
when you don't play the back of the wax.
Bass for your face,
and the hyhats make's it super bad.
On the floor we got the party going
on and on and on to the break of dawn
over and over again,
we'll be the ones to make you dance
Bust the move go crazy to this
this is the one you just can't miss
Feel the bassline heavy pumping
watch the party jumping.
But for now you just can't stop
Yo DJ, turn da music up.
Turn da music up, turn da music up
you can turn it up yeah
2 Brothers kicking it once again,
here it is bang another dope jam.
I turn da music up and get busy,
Before you know it you get played like a grizzly.
We walk in and house the joint,
I'm your man to prove the point
Were all in this, together
So lets work and make this world better.
Mind your own, do your own be your own,
Yo, fact is show.
Respect yourself like you do others
the way it had to be work my brother.
Find the time, lock your mind
just enjoy and listen to the good rhyme,
but for now you just don't stop
Yo DJ turn the music up.
Turn da music up, turn da music up
you can turn it up yeah
Da Baron MC on the smooth tip
yo, drop your beer get hip
we got the groove to make you move
were hype and I like it smooth.
Play this groove everywhere
loud like you just don't care
well this hard jam will make your mama proud
5000 Gee, we out...

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