Rumba de Barcelona

Manu Chao

 

 

Rambla pa’quí
rambla pa’llá
esa es la rumba de Barcelona
Rambla pa’quí
rambla pa’llá
esa es la rumba de Barcelona

Le merce Bibi malena, le Merce perro chaval
Le merce la policía, le merce Abdu Lila

Rambla pa’quí
rambla pa’llá
esa es la rumba de Barcelona
Rambla pa’quí
rambla pa’llá
esa es la rumba de Barcelona

Le merce Madmuasel até ponte de Avignon
Le merce o bixo bahia, le merce Escudellers

Rambla pa’quí
rambla pa’llá
esa es la rumba de Barcelona
Rambla pa’quí
rambla pa’llá
esa es la rumba de Barcelona

Le merce Bibi malena, le Merce perro chaval
Le merce la policia, le merce Abdu Lila

Rambla pa’quí
rambla pa’llá
esa es la rumba de Barcelona
Rambla pa’quí
rambla pa’llá
esa es la rumba de Barcelona

La Rumba de Barcelona

Gato Pérez

La Rumba que coneixem
no és de la Xina ni del Japó.
La nostra Rumba de Barcelona
està marejada de voltar el món.
La nostra Rumba de Barcelona
està marejada de voltar el món.

La Rumba neix al carrer
filla de Cuba i d’un gitanet.
La Rumba neix al carrer
filla de Cuba i d’un gitanet.
I sa germana que és l’Havanera
viu gronxadeta entre mariners.
I sa germana que és l’Havanera
viu gronxadeta entre mariners.

Somorrostro, Bon Pastor,
Hostafrancs, la Guineueta,
Sans, Carmelo, Guinardó,
Poble Sec, Barceloneta.

Meridiana, Hospitalet,
Sant Adrià, Verdum, Roquetes,
Vall d’Hebron, Les Corts, Sagrera,
Horta, Coll, Trinitat Vella.

La nena té un ritme inquiet
penja el compàs i belluga els peus.
La nena té un ritme inquiet
penja el compàs i belluga els peus.
I sa família de ritmes guapos
viuen contents en el estranger.
I sa família de ritmes guapos
viuen contents en el estranger.
La Rumba neix al carrer
filla de Cuba i d’un gitanet.
La Rumba neix al carrer
filla de Cuba i d’un gitanet.
I sa germana que és l’Havanera
viu gronxadeta entre mariners.
I sa germana que és l’Havanera
viu gronxadeta entre mariners.

El Candombe a l’Uruguai,
la Milonga és argentina,
el Bolero mexicà
i la Plena que és boricua.
Fabricant el Uauancó
que és un ritme de New York,
neix un boogaloo simpàtic
que el un ritme més mafiós.
Somorrostro, Bon pastor,
Hostafrancs, la Guineueta,
Sans, Carmelo, Guinardó,
Poble Sec, Barceloneta.

Meridiana, Hospitalet,
Sant Adrià, Verdum, Roquetes,
Vall d’Hebron, Les Corts, Sagrera,
Horta, Coll, Trinitat Vella.

Camp de l’Arpa, Montjuïc,
Born, la Mina i Sant Andreu,
el Morrot per allà Can Tunis,
Zona Franca i Poblenou,
Santa Eulàlia, Casc Antic,
Clot, el port i la Verneda.
Gràcia rei de tots els barris
de la festa i del sabor.

The Happy Birthday Song

Andrew Bird

/ The Happy Birthday Song /

When I wake up
In the morning
I pour the coffee
Read the paper
Then I slowly
And so softly
Do the dishes
Feed the fishes
Sing me Happy Birthday
Sing it like it’s going to be your last day
Like it’s hallelujah
Don’t just let it pass on through ya
It’s a giant among cliches
And that’s why I want you to sing it anyway
Sing me Happy Birthday
Cause hell what’s it all about
Anyway
Sing me Happy Birthday
Happy Birthday
Like it’s gonna be your last day
Here on earth

 

Generational Synthetic

Beach Fossils

Generational Synthetic

Hustle in the five old years
Do you love and do you feel
All your working inspiration
Systematic exploration
Words so great, words so real
Words so desperate and concealed
All your words are so poetic
Generational synthetic

And I will do it on my own again
I will say what I will
And I will do it on my own again
And I will say what I will
All my friends are far away
Hit my head in disarray
I can’t help but to forget
What is now and what is next
Train a fortune for a soul
What we wanted all along
All your words are so magnetic
Generational pathetic

Wandering Star

Poliça

“Wandering Star”

When the day is done
And I lay me down
I sit alone in my lonely bed
And I think about the day we had
And it makes me sad cuz your gone
When the day is done
And I lay me down
The sheets are cold
And your space is dark
And I hear you whisper something sweet
But it doesn’t move any nerves in me

After all, I’m married to the wandering star
And I’ve kissed the moon
It was full when I fell in love with thee
But now the world turns without me
Turns without me

When the day is done
And I lay me down
The sheets are cold
And your space is dark
And I hear you whisper something sweet
But it doesn’t move any nerves in me

After all, I’m married to the wandering star
And I’ve kissed the moon
It was full when I fell in love with thee
But now the world turns without me

Home

Morgan

/ Home /

Don’t ask me why
Cause I don’t know it
Whenever I can, I hurt myself

And I don’t want to feel that way
I don’t want to go out and play
I don’t know for how long I’ll stay
I am lost and I need to find my place

I am just running
To find my way home
Where is my home?
I cannot find it
Where is my home?
Because every mistake I make takes me away from my home

I can’t see anything, I am falling
Pushing myself as hard as I can and keep on falling

And I don’t want to feel that way
I don’t want to go out, and play
I don’t know for how long I’ll stay
I am lost and I need to find my place

I am just running
Where is my home?
I cannot find it
Where is my home?
Because every mistake I make takes me away from my home
Im so tired of excuses, they are taking me away from my home

Circle

Edie Brickell & The New Bohemians

/ Circle /

Me
I’m a part of your circle of friends
And we
Notice you don’t come around
And me
I think it all depends
On you
Touching ground with us, but

I quit
I give up
Nothing’s good enough for anybody else
It seems, and
I quit
I give up
Nothing’s good enough for anybody else
It seems, and

And being alone is the
Is the best way to be
When I’m by myself
It’s the best way to be
When I’m all alone
It’s the best way to be
When I’m by myself
Nobody else can say goodbye

Everything is temporary anyway
When the streets are wet
The colors slip into the sky
But I don’t know why
That means you and I are
That means you and I

I quit
I give up
Nothing’s good enough for anybody else
It seems, and
I quit
I give up
Nothing’s good enough for anybody else
It seems, and

And being alone is the
Is the best way to be
When I’m by myself
It’s the best way to be
When I’m all alone
It’s the best way to be
When I’m by myself
Nobody else can say

Me
I’m a part of your circle of friends
And we
Notice you don’t come around

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