arturisimo

se te olvida Gigliola Cinquetti y Los Panchos

desafinado de stan getz & joao gilberto

Se voce disser que eu desafino amor,   
Saiba que isso em mim provoca imensa dor
Só privilegiados tem ouvido igual ao seu, 
Eu possuo apenas o que Deus me deu
Se voce insiste em classificar,   
Meu comportamento de antimusical
Eu, mesmo mentindo devo argumentar,      
Que isto é bossa nova, Que isto é muito natural
O que voce nao sabe, nem sequer pressente,       
É que os desafinados também tem um coraçao
Fotografei voce na minha Rolleiflex,    
Revelou-se a sua enorme ingratidao
Só nao poderá falar assim do meu amor,   
Este é o maior que voce pode encontrar, viu
Voce com a sua música esqueceu o principal,             
Que no peito dos desafinados
No fundo do peito bate calado,
Que no peito dos desafinados,
Também bate um coraçao

london calling de the clash

London calling to the faraway towns
Now that war is declared-and battle come down
London calling to the underworld
Come out of the cupboard, all you boys and girls
London calling, now don’t look at us
All that phoney Beatlemania has bitten the dust
London calling, see we ain’t got no swing
‘Cept for the ring of that truncheon thing

CHORUS
The ice age is coming, the sun is zooming in
Engines stop running and the wheat is growing thin
A nuclear error, but I have no fear
London is drowning-and I live by the river

London calling to the imitation zone
Forget it, brother, an’ go it alone
London calling upon the zombies of death
Quit holding out-and draw another breath
London calling-and I don’t wanna shout
But when we were talking-I saw you nodding out
London calling, see we ain’t got no highs
Except for that one with the yellowy eyes

CHORUS

Now get this
London calling, yeah, I was there, too
An’ you know what they said? Well, some of it was true!
London calling at the top of the dial
After all this, won’t you give me a smile?

I never felt so much a’ like

la puerta negra de los tigres del norte. idolos del pueblos

Mr Tambourine Man de Bob Dylan

Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man,
play a song for me,
I’m not sleepy
and there is no place I’m going to.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man,
play a song for me,
In the jingle jangle morning
I’ll come followin’ you.

Though I know that evenin’s empire
has returned into sand,
Vanished from my hand,
Left me blindly here to stand
but still not sleeping.
My weariness amazes me,
I’m branded on my feet,
I have no one to meet
And the ancient empty street’s
too dead for dreaming.

Take me on a trip
upon your magic swirlin’ ship,
My senses have been stripped,
my hands can’t feel to grip,
My toes too numb
to step,
wait only for my boot heels
To be wanderin’.
I’m ready to go anywhere,
I’m ready for to fade
Into my own parade,
cast your dancing spell my way,
I promise to go under it.

Though you might hear laughin’,
spinnin’, swingin’ madly across
the sun,
It’s not aimed at anyone,
it’s just escapin’ on the run
And but for the sky there are
no fences facin’.
And if you hear vague traces
of skippin’ reels of rhyme
To your tambourine in time,
it’s just a ragged clown behind,
I wouldn’t pay it any mind,
it’s just a shadow you’re
Seein’ that he’s chasing.

Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man,
play a song for me,
I’m not sleepy
and there is no place I’m going to.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man,
play a song for me,
In the jingle jangle morning
I’ll come followin’ you.

Then take me disappearin’
through the smoke rings of my mind,
Down the foggy ruins of time,
far past the frozen leaves,
The haunted, frightened trees,
out to the windy beach,
Far from the twisted reach of
crazy sorrow.
Yes, to dance beneath
the diamond sky
with one hand waving free,
Silhouetted by the sea,
circled by the circus sands,
With all memory and fate driven
deep beneath the waves,
Let me forget about today
until tomorrow.

Simmer down por The Wailers acompañados por The Skatalites

Simmer down, you lickin’ too hot, so
Simmer down, soon you’ll get dropped, so
Simmer down, can you hear what I say
Simmer down, that why won’t you, why won’t
you, why won’t you simmer down
Simmer down.
Long time people dem used to say
What sweet nanny goat a go run him belly, so
Simmer down, oh control your temper
Simmer down, for the battle will be hotter
Simmer down, can you hear what I say
Simmer down, oh that I’m a leaving you today
Simmer down.

Simmer down, oh you hear what I say
Simmer down, a that I’m leaving you today
Simmer down, can you hear what I say
Simmer down.

Chicken Mary, hawk de near and when him
de near, you must beware, so
Simmer down, oh control your temper
Simmer down, for the battle will be hotter
Simmer down, and you won’t get no supper
Simmer down, and you know you bound to suffer
Simmer down, simmer, simmer, simmer right down
Simmer down, like you never did before
Simmer down, oh, oh, oh
Simmer down, can you hear what I say
Simmer down, you lickin’ too hot so
Simmer down, and you know soon you’ll get dropped, so
Simmer down, why won’t you simmer, simmer down
Simmer down, simmer down, simmer down
Simmer down, simmer, simmer down
Simmer down, oh simmer, simmer down
Simmer down, like you never did before…

Los ejes de mi carreta de Atahualpa Yupanqui

no me importa nada de luz casal

Ska war de The Maytals del disco Fly flying ska