Etiquetas: música

17
Ago 11

Culture War

Now the future’s staring at me
Like a vision from the past
And I know these crumbs they sold me
They’re never going to last

Though we know the culture war
We don’t know what it’s for
But we’ve lived a southern strategy
But no, it’s never going to last
So keep it in the past

These are different times that we’re living in
These are different times
Now the kids are growing up so fast
They’re paying for our crimes

You left while I was sleeping
You said it’s damning
Oh, I’ve read a little Bible
You see what you want to see

Oh, we know the culture war
We don’t know what it’s for
But we’ve lived your southern strategy
We know it’s never going to last
So keep that shit in the past

These are different times that we’re living in
Because these are different times
Now the kids are growing up so fast
They’re paying for our crimes

These are different times that we’re living in
These are different times
Now the kids are growing up so fast
They’re paying for our crimes

The dominos, they never fell
Our bodies they still burn
I throw my hand into the fire
But still I never learn
Will I ever learn?

These are different times
Now the kids are growing up so fast
Paying for our crimes

We’ll be soldiers for mommy and dad
In your culture wars

We’ll be soldiers for mommy and dad
Don’t know what it’s for

We’re soldiers now
In the culture war

We’re soldiers now
But we don’t know what it’s for

We’re soldiers now
In the culture war

We’re soldiers now
But we don’t know what it’s for

So tell me, what’s it for?

You want it? You got it
Here’s your culture war

You want it, now you got it
So tell me, what’s it for?

You want it? You got it
Here’s your culture war

You want it, now you got it
So tell me what’s it for?

Yeah tell me, what’s it for?

Letra de Arcade Fire


27
Mar 11

Tyrant Destroyed

I know you spent some time
From the town to the city
Looking for a life to start
And when you were fifteen
I know what you said
“I’ll never let another black boy break my heart”

You waited a decade
For me to come find you
There’s never been a chance so rare
I was just stumbling out on a prosthetic love
And there had never been someone so real

This was love
And I was such a tyrant destroyer
As you sat sinking in my head
Love, and I was such a tyrant destroyer
As you sat sinking in my head

As if it wasn’t enough just to hear you speak
They had to give you lips like that
Like all of your sadness reduced to a color
Then painted upon you
How could I forget you
And who was I to think that on a Saturday night
That you would really bike home alone
And the way that I left you
Just hanging on SundaysTwin Shadow
And fair skin boy take you home

This was love
And I was such a tyrant destroyer
As you sat sinking in my head
Love, and I was such a tyrant destroyer
As you sat sinking in my head
Love, and I was such a tyrant destroyer
As you sat sinking in my head
Love, and I was such a tyrant destroyer
As you sat sinking in my head

letra de ‘Tyrant Destroyed’ dos Twin Shadow.


17
Nov 09

Menina da Ria

Uma moça
De lá do outro lado da poça
Numa aparição transatlântica
Me encheu de elegante alegria
( Ai, Portugal, ovos moles, Aveiro )
Menina da Ria
Menina da Ria
Menina da Ria
E uma preta
( Parece que eu estou na Bahia )
Tão Linda quanto ela, dizia
No seu português lusitano:
“Pode o Caetano tirar uma foto?”
Menina da Ria
Menina da Ria
Menina da Ria
Arte Nova, um prédio art-nouveau numa margem
Em frente à marina-miragem:
Os barcos na Ria. E depois
Uma taça sobre o pubis glabro, um estudo
Nenhum descalabro se tudo
É sexo sem sexo em nós dois
Menina da Ria
Menina da Ria
Menina da Ria

Música de Caetano Veloso


4
Set 09

A horse is not a home

Oh god I think I’m dying,
And our drinks were just poured,
Look outside someone’s waiting,
With a yellow horse

With a hole in my heart I was s’posed to ride,
In morning traffic
With a golden hand by your fortress side,
But without magic
Somebody, somebody, somebody tell me,
It wont be long
Cause a horse is not a home,
A horse is not a home

Uninvited to the play where language doesn’t hurt,
With nothing on my shirt
Sometimes I swim with you in a room that is ocean sized and clear
Not here where all I breath is smoke

With a hole in my heart I was s’posed to ride,
In morning traffic
With a golden hand by your fortress side,
But without magic
Somebody, somebody, somebody tell me,
It wont be long
Cause a horse is not a home,
A horse is not a home

With a hole in my heart I was s’posed to ride,
In morning traffic
With a golden hand by your fortress side,
But without magic
Somebody, somebody, somebody tell me,
It wont be long
Cause a horse is not a home,
A horse is not a home

Somebody, somebody, somebody tell me,
It wont be long
Cause a horse is not a home
A horse is not a home

Letra e música dos
Miike Snow