Showing posts with label mordisquito. Show all posts
Showing posts with label mordisquito. Show all posts
Thursday, 17 November 2016
Sunday, 23 November 2014
Saturday, 22 November 2014
Arik Einstein & Yafa Yarkoni
"Raq Etmol"
Etiquetas:
Arik Einstein,
Beattles,
cover,
Israel,
mordisquito,
música,
Yafa Yarkoni
Saturday, 20 September 2014
Leonard Cohen
"I cried for
you this morning
And I’ll cry for you again
But I’m not in charge of sorrow
So please don’t ask me when."
And I’ll cry for you again
But I’m not in charge of sorrow
So please don’t ask me when."
de "A Street"
Etiquetas:
Canadá,
Leonard Cohen,
mordisquito,
música,
palabras
Friday, 21 February 2014
Thursday, 3 October 2013
Midnight in Paris
La secuencia inicial de una hermosa película.
Ich liebe Dich
Me hiciste disfrutar del jazz
Tuesday, 21 May 2013
Saturday, 2 June 2012
Friday, 23 March 2012
Monday, 19 December 2011
Monday, 12 December 2011
Wednesday, 1 June 2011
Mazal tov, Sr Cohen
"Hallelujah"
I've heard there was a secret chord
That David played, and it pleased the Lord
But you don't really care for music, do you?
It goes like this
The fourth, the fifth
The minor fall, the major lift
The baffled king composing Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you
She tied you to a kitchen chair
She broke your throne, and she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah
Baby I have been here before
I know this room, I've walked this floor
I used to live alone before I knew you.
I've seen your flag on the marble arch
Love is not a victory march
It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
There was a time you let me know
What's really going on below
But now you never show it to me, do you?
And remember when I moved in with you
The holy dove was moving too
And every breath we drew was Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Maybe there’s a God above
But all I’ve ever learned from love
Was how to shoot at someone who outdrew you
It’s not a cry you can hear at night
It’s not somebody who has seen the light
It’s a cold and it’s a broken Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
You say I took the name in vain
I don't even know the name
But if I did, well really, what's it to you?
There's a blaze of light in every word
It doesn't matter which you heard
The holy or the broken Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
I did my best, it wasn't much
I couldn't feel, so I tried to touch
I've told the truth, I didn't come to fool you
And even though it all went wrong
I'll stand before the Lord of Song
With nothing on my tongue but Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah
I've heard there was a secret chord
That David played, and it pleased the Lord
But you don't really care for music, do you?
It goes like this
The fourth, the fifth
The minor fall, the major lift
The baffled king composing Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you
She tied you to a kitchen chair
She broke your throne, and she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah
Baby I have been here before
I know this room, I've walked this floor
I used to live alone before I knew you.
I've seen your flag on the marble arch
Love is not a victory march
It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
There was a time you let me know
What's really going on below
But now you never show it to me, do you?
And remember when I moved in with you
The holy dove was moving too
And every breath we drew was Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Maybe there’s a God above
But all I’ve ever learned from love
Was how to shoot at someone who outdrew you
It’s not a cry you can hear at night
It’s not somebody who has seen the light
It’s a cold and it’s a broken Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
You say I took the name in vain
I don't even know the name
But if I did, well really, what's it to you?
There's a blaze of light in every word
It doesn't matter which you heard
The holy or the broken Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
I did my best, it wasn't much
I couldn't feel, so I tried to touch
I've told the truth, I didn't come to fool you
And even though it all went wrong
I'll stand before the Lord of Song
With nothing on my tongue but Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Sunday, 22 May 2011
Monday, 14 March 2011
Monday, 4 October 2010
Thursday, 22 April 2010
Wednesday, 28 October 2009
Serge Gainsbourg
Ani shelja, ani ohevet otja, ahavsheli
Je t'aime... moi non plus (con Jane Birkin)
Etiquetas:
Francia,
mordisquito,
música,
Serge Gainsbourg
Tuesday, 27 October 2009
Helmut Newton
Etiquetas:
Alemania,
Australia,
fotografia,
Helmut Newton,
mordisquito,
Serge Gainsbourg
Saturday, 11 October 2008
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