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SIGUR ROS > Hoppipolla





Brosandi
Hendumst í hringi
Höldumst í hendur
Allur heimurinn óskýr
nema þú stendur
Rennblautur
Allur rennvotur
Engin gúmmístígvél
Hlaupandi í okkur ?
Vill springa út úr skel

Vindur í
og útilykt ? af hárinu þínu
Ég lamdi eins fast og ég get
með nefinu mínu
Hoppa í poll
Í engum stígvélum
Allur rennvotur (rennblautur)
Í engum stígvélum

Og ég fæ blóðnasir
En ég stend alltaf upp
(Hopelandic)

Og ég fæ blóðnasir
En ég stend alltaf upp
(Hopelandic)
(Letra original em Islandês)


Smiling
spinning in circles
holding hands
the world is a blur
except when you're standing

dripping wet
completly soaked
no rubberboots
running inside of us
wants to burst out of the shell

wind in
and the smell of your hair
i hit as hard as i can
with my nose
jumping into a puddle
wearing no boots
completely soaked (dripping wet)
wearing no boots

and i get a nosebleed
but i'll always stand up again
(hopelandic)

and i get a nosebleed
but i'll always stand up again
(hopelandic)

(Tradução em Inglês)



Thievery Corporation > Focus on sight



Line up the targets, focus on sight
Straight to the center, infrared light...

Line up the targets, focus on sight
Straight to the center, infrared light...

Line up the targets, focus on sight
Straight to the center, infrared light...

Line up the targets, focus on sight
Straight to the center, infrared light...


Charles Aznavour > Tu t'laisses aller




C'est drôl' c'que t'es drôle à r'garder
T'es là, t'attends, tu fais la tête
Et moi j'ai envie d'rigoler
C'est l'alcool qui monte en ma tête
Tout l'alcool que j'ai pris ce soir
Afin d'y puiser le courage
De t'avouer que j'en ai marr'
De toi et de tes commérages
De ton corps qui me laisse sage
Et qui m'enlève tout espoir

J'en ai assez faut bien qu'j'te l'dise
Tu m'exaspèr's, tu m'tyrannises
Je subis ton sal'caractèr'
Sans oser dir' que t'exagèr's
Oui t'exagèr's, tu l'sais maint'nant
Parfois je voudrais t'étrangler
Dieu que t'as changé en cinq ans
Tu l'laisses aller, Tu l'laisses aller

Ah ! tu es belle à regarder
Tes bas tombant sur tes chaussures
Et ton vieux peignoir mal fermé
Et tes bigoudis quelle allure
Je me demande chaque jour
Comment as-tu fait pour me plaire
Comment ai-j' pu te faire la cour
Et t'aliéner ma vie entière
Comm' ça tu ressembles à ta mère
Qu'a rien pour inspirer l'amour

D'vant mes amis quell' catastroph'
Tu m'contredis, tu m'apostrophes
Avec ton venin et ta hargne
Tu ferais battre des montagnes
Ah ! j'ai décroché le gros lot
Le jour où je t'ai rencontrée
Si tu t'taisais, ce s'rait trop beau
Tu l'laisses aller, Tu l'laisses aller

Tu es un'brute et un tyran
Tu n'as pas de cœur et pas d'âme
Pourtant je pense bien souvent
Que malgré tout tu es ma femme
Si tu voulais faire un effort
Tout pourrait reprendre sa place
Pour maigrir fais un peu de sport
arranges-toi devant ta glace
Accroche un sourire à ta face
Maquille ton cœur et ton corps

Au lieu d'penser que j'te déteste
Et de me fuir comme la peste
Essaie de te montrer gentille
Redeviens la petite fille
Qui m'a donné tant de bonheur
Et parfois comm' par le passé
J'aim'rais que tout contre mon cœur
Tu l'laisses aller, Tu l'laisses aller



Cassandra Wilson > Harvest Moon




Come a little bit closer
Hear what I have to say
Just like children sleepin'
We could dream this night away.

But there's a full moon risin'
Let's go dancin' in the light
We know where the music's playin'
Let's go out and feel the night.

Because I'm still in love with you
I want to see you dance again
Because I'm still in love with you
On this harvest moon.

When we were strangers
I watched you from afar
When we were lovers
I loved you with all my heart.

But now it's gettin' late
And the moon is climbin' high
I want to celebrate
See it shinin' in your eye.

Because I'm still in love with you
I want to see you dance again
Because I'm still in love with you


BEBEL GILBERTO > So nice


Someone to hold me tight
That would be very nice
Someone to love me right
That would be very nice
Someone to understand
Each little dream in me
Someone to take my hand
To be a team with me

So nice, life would be so nice
If one day I´d find
Someone who would take my hand
And samba through life with me

Someone to cling to me
Stay with me right or wrong
Someone to sing to me
Some little samba song
Someone to take my heart
And give his heart to me
Someone who´s ready to
Give love a start with me

Oh yes, that would be so nice
I could see you and me, that would be nice

Oh, yes, that would be so nice
Should it be, give it me, I can see,
that would be nice

Vinicius, Tom, Toquinho, Quarteto em Cy > Carta ao Tom 74




Rua Nascimento e Silva, 107
Você ensinando pra Elizete
As canções de Canção do amor demais

Lembra que tempo feliz
Ah, que saudade
Ipanema era só felicidade
Era como se o amor doesse em paz

Nossa famosa garota nem sabia
A que ponto a cidade turvaria
Esse Rio de amor que se perdeu
Mesmo a tristeza da gente era mais bela
E além disso se via da janela
Um cantinho de céu e o Redentor

É, meu amigo, só resta uma certeza
É preciso acabar com essa tristeza
E preciso inventar de novo o amor


Rua Nascimento Silva, 107
Eu saio correndo do pivete
Tentando alcançar o elevador

Minha janela não passa de um quadrado
A gente só vê cimento armado
Onde antes se via o Redentor

É, meu amigo
Só resta uma certeza
É preciso acabar com a natureza
É melhor lotear o nosso amor

THE BYRDS > Turn, Turn, Turn



To Everything (Turn, Turn, Turn)
There is a season (Turn, Turn, Turn)
And a time to every purpose, under Heaven

A time to be born, a time to die
A time to plant, a time to reap
A time to kill, a time to heal
A time to laugh, a time to weep

To Everything (Turn, Turn, Turn)
There is a season (Turn, Turn, Turn)
And a time to every purpose, under Heaven

A time to build up,a time to break down
A time to dance, a time to mourn
A time to cast away stones, a time to gather stones
together

To Everything (Turn, Turn, Turn)
There is a season (Turn, Turn, Turn)
And a time to every purpose, under Heaven

A time of love, a time of hate
A time of war, a time of peace
A time you may embrace, a time to refrain from
embracing

To Everything (Turn, Turn, Turn)
There is a season (Turn, Turn, Turn)
And a time to every purpose, under Heaven

A time to gain, a time to lose
A time to rend, a time to sew
A time for love, a time for hate
A time for peace, I swear it's not too late


THE BYRDS > Mr. Tambourine Man




Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
I'm not sleepy and there ain't 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

Take me for a trip upon your magic swirling ship
All my senses have been stripped
My hands can't feel to grip
My toes too numb to step
Wait only for my bootheels to be wandering
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

Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, Play a song for me
I'm not sleepy and there ain't 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


The Cinematic Orchestra & Fontella Bass > All that you give


All that you are
All that you have
All that you give

You hear me raving
You hear me raving
Raving, raving

You see me crying
I'm grieving from my hat
Down to my shoes

All that you are
All that you are
All that you have
All that you give

All that you give

Waldeck > Defenceless



Every now and then
When i see you
There seems to be no measure of time
My feelings run deeper
Than meets the eye
The harder i try
The faster time flys by

Dont wanna be
Dont wanna be
Alone and defenseless

I told you how i feel
I said it from my heart
Tell me whats really up in here
I cant make you feel
The way that i do
Still i wont be given up on you

Dont wanna be ...
Dont wanna be...
Alone and defenseless...

MORCHEEBA > Undress me now



Using your mind
Imagine our skin
Joined at the hip
Joined from within
By using your eyes
You're freezing my frame
Watching our clothes burst into flames

(Undress me now, you know how)
Using your eyes now
(Undress me now, you know how)

Using your mind
Using your mind

So give me a light
Or give me a drink
Just give me a reason
To feel what I think

(Undress me now, you know how)
Using your eyes now
(Undress me now, you know how)
Using your mind

(Undress me now, you know how)
Using your eyes now
(Undress me now, you know how)
Using your mind
Losing my mind

(Undress me now, you know how)
Using your eyes now
(Undress me now, you know how)
You know how, you know how
You know how, you know how


Massive Attack & Liz Fraser > Teardrop


TEARDROP
(Original)...............................(Persian remix)
Love, love is a verb
Love is a doing word
Fearless on my breath
Gentle impulsion
Shakes me makes me lighter
Fearless on my breath

Teardrop on the fire
Fearless on my breath

Night, night of matter
Black flowers blossom
Fearless on my breath
Black flowers blossom
Fearless on my breath

Teardrop on the fire
Fearless on my

Water is my eye
Most faithful mirror
Fearless on my breath
Teardrop on the fire of a confession
Fearless on my breath
Most faithful mirror
Fearless on my breath

Teardrop on the fire
Fearless on my breath

You're stumbling a little
You're stumbling a little


Cocteau Twins > Rilkean Heart + Half Gifts


RILKEAN HEART
(original)...........................................(acústica)


HALF-GIFTS
(original)...........................................(acústica)


RILKEAN HEART

Rilkean heart I looked for you to give me transcendent
experiences
To transport me out of self and aloneness and alienation
Into a sense of oneness and connection ecstatic and magical
I became a junkie for it
I came looking for the next high

And I'm sorry I've been putting the search on the wrong place
I understand that you're confused, feeling overwhelmed
Well that's a feeling state from then, the reality

Look I'm truly self-reliant
I've become connected with something beyond me
And that is where I have to go
I'm so sorry I've been putting the search on the wrong place
I'm lost I don't know what to do
It's not all on you
That's the reality today
Right now it's gone
And that is all okay



HALF-GIFTS

It's an old game, my love
When you can't have me, you want me
Because you know that you're not risking anything

Intimacy is when we're in the same place at the same time
Dealing honestly with how we feel, and who we really are

That's what grown-ups do
That is mature thinking

Well I'm still a junkie for it
It takes me out of my aloneness
But this relationship cannot sustain itself

Intimacy is when we're in the same place at the same time
Dealing honestly with how we feel, and who we really are

That's what grown-ups do
That is mature thinking

I just have to know how to be in the process
Of creating things in a better way
And it hurts but it's a lie that I can't handle it
I still have a world of me-ness to fulfill
I still have a life, and it's a rich one even with mourning
Even with grief and sadness

I still care about this planet
I am still connected to nature and to my dreams for myself

I have my friends, my family.
I have myself
I still have me

I have my friends, my family.

I have myself
I still have me

Nitin Sawhney & Reena Bhardwaj > Nadia




Teeee Heee Hee Hee Heeah Hooo
Nadia ardi ardi mustdaee
Nadia ardi ardi mustadee
Nadia mustadee
Couty couty couderedy coo
Couty couty armustadee
Couty couty ar mustar
Couty couty ar mustarde ha

Hidie Hidie Hidiee Couderiee
Hioou Wahaay
Hidie Hidie Hidiee Couderiee
Hioou Wahaay
Hidie Hidie Hidiee Couderiee
Hioou Wahaay
Hidie Hidie Hidiee Couderiee
Hioou Wahaay
Hidie Hidie Hidiee Couderiee
Hioou Wahaay
Hidie Hidie Hidiee Couderiee
Hioou Wahaay