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Por Una Cabeza
Version en castellano
Por una cabeza de un noble potrillo
que justo en la raya afloja al llegar
y que al regresar parece decir:
no olvides, hermano,
vos sabes, no hay que jugar...
Por una cabeza, metejon de un dia,
de aquella coqueta y risueña mujer
que al jurar sonriendo,
el amor que esta mintiendo
quema en una hoguera todo mi querer.
Por una cabeza
todas las locuras
su boca que besa
borra la tristeza,
calma la amargura.
Por una cabeza
si ella me olvida
que importa perderme,
mil veces la vida
para que vivir...
English version
Losing by a head of a noble horse
who slackens just down the stretch
and when it comes back it seems to say:
don’t forget brother,
You know, you shouldn’t bet.
Losing by a head, instant violent love
of that flirtatious and cheerful woman
who, swearing with a smile
a love she’s lying about,
burns in a blaze all my love.
Losing by a head
there was all that madness;
her mouth in a kiss
wipes out the sadness,
it soothes the bitterness.
Losing by a head
if she forgets me,
no matter to lose
my life a thousand times;
why live?
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 Tags: Carlos Gardel |
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The Moorlough Shore
Sinead OConnor
Your hills and dales and flowery vales
that lie near the Moorlough Shore.
Your vines that blow by borden's grove.
will I ever see no more
Where the primrose blows
and the violet grows,
Where the trout and salmon play.
With my line and hook delight I took
to spend my youthful days.
Last night I went to see my love,
and to hear what she might say.
To see if she'd take pity on me,
lest I might go away.
She said, "I love an Irish lad,
and he was my only joy,
and ever since I saw his face
I've loved that soldier boy."
Well perhaps your soldier lad is lost
sailing over the sea of Maine.
Or perhaps he is gone with some other lover,
you may never see him again.
Well if my Irish lad is lost,
he's the one I do adore,
and seven years I will wait for him
by the banks of the Moorlough Shore.
Farewell to Sinclaire's castle grand.
Farewell to the foggy dew.
where the linen waves like bleaching silk
and the falling stream runs still
Near there I spent my youthful days
but alas they all are gone
for cruelty has banished me
far away from the Moorlough Shore.
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| Tags: Sinead O'Connor |
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I feel your hand in mine, I touch your skin
Your heart is calling out
You want to let me in, to let me in
Your lips are silent now, we're not alone
I'd like to tell you how much
I'd like to take you home
So I can make love to you
I believe in you so
And there's only one moment to live
When you're here next to me
There's so much more I have to give
Chorus
When the wind blows
There's nowhere as you can run to
Let's stay together tonight
I'm waiting for you
All the words that I told you
Will always be true
Let's stay together tonight
Whatever we do
Why must I keep pretending
I'm in control
When I can feel your senses
Burning through my soul
Through my soul
I believe in you so
And there's only one moment to live
When you're here next to me
There's so much more I have to give
chorus
Hold me close, don't let me go
I just want you to say that, I need you
I want you to know, know...
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| Tags: Air Supply |
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