Pois é meus amigos, já temos o alinhamento em mente para o concerto de passagem de ano, vai ser o almeida a cantar, porque "the show must go on", desde já desculpem qualquer coisa.
1- Like a Stone - Audioslave
2- My Girl - Nirvana
3- Black - Pearl Jam
4- Inflatable - Bush
5- Swallow - Bush
6- Karma Police - Radio Head
7- Creep - Radio Head
8- Black Hole Sun - Sound Garden
9- Winner's Lose - Body Count
10- Better Man - Pearl Jam
11- Last Kiss - Pearl Jam
Para já será isto. Mas está dependente de o Tiago aparecer ou nao.
Aquele c*brão deve ter a mania que é o Jim Morrison, que se isolava no deserto, ou qualquer coisa.
Algumas musicas podem entrar, mas em grande parte estão dependentes daquela prima dona das cavernas, tais como o Shy, o Letter to Dana, ou o Hallow Man.
Já sabem onde vai ser o concerto, para mais informações contactem-nos.
quarta-feira, 26 de dezembro de 2007
Cypress Grove
I would rather be buried in some cypress grove
I would rather be buried in some cypress grove
To have some woman,
Lord, that I can't control
And I'm goin' away now,
I'm goin' away to stay
And I'm goin' away now,
I'm goin' away to stay
That'll be all right, pretty mama,
you gonna need my help someday
And the sun goin' down,
and you know what your promise means
And the sun goin' down,
you know what your promise means
And what's the matter, baby,
I can't see I would rather be dead and six feet in my grave
I would rather be dead and six feet in my grave
Than to be way up here, honey, treated this a-way
And the old people told me, baby, but I never did know
The old people told me, baby woman, but I never did know
"The good book declare you got to reap just what you sow"
When your knee bone's achin' and your body cold
When your knee bone's achin' and your body cold
Means you just gettin' ready, honey, for the cypress grove
Foi este o Blues que o Tempest tocou do nada no ultimo concerto. É de Skip James. Como ele desapareceu, custou a descobrir o que era. Desculpem a demora.
I would rather be buried in some cypress grove
To have some woman,
Lord, that I can't control
And I'm goin' away now,
I'm goin' away to stay
And I'm goin' away now,
I'm goin' away to stay
That'll be all right, pretty mama,
you gonna need my help someday
And the sun goin' down,
and you know what your promise means
And the sun goin' down,
you know what your promise means
And what's the matter, baby,
I can't see I would rather be dead and six feet in my grave
I would rather be dead and six feet in my grave
Than to be way up here, honey, treated this a-way
And the old people told me, baby, but I never did know
The old people told me, baby woman, but I never did know
"The good book declare you got to reap just what you sow"
When your knee bone's achin' and your body cold
When your knee bone's achin' and your body cold
Means you just gettin' ready, honey, for the cypress grove
Foi este o Blues que o Tempest tocou do nada no ultimo concerto. É de Skip James. Como ele desapareceu, custou a descobrir o que era. Desculpem a demora.
Cais da Dor
Entre a Terra e o Mar
Mais um barco tenta atracar
Num cais de pedra lascada
Que outro barco desfizera na chegada
Procura no horizonte longiquo
um ponto de esperança
como as almas que lutam no mar
conta lutas de que não há lembrança
Mas será que é mesmo assim?
a vida de um lutador,
à merce de uma dureza,
à merce da propria dor
Mergulhou no mar da vida
Ao mergulhar nasceu e morreu
Lutando com fantasmas do passado
De um futuro que já pereceu.
Mas será que é mesmo assim?
a vida de um lutador,
à merce de uma dureza,
à merce da propria dor
Esta musica foi trabalhada pelo Almeida e dedicada ao nosso vocalista, um grande amigo de todos nós, que muitas vezes se pos em segundo plano para nos ajudar, e que sempre esteve lá para nós. Onde quer que estejas, obrigaod por tudo. Caga para uma pessoa que nao merece nem uma palavra tua.
Mais um barco tenta atracar
Num cais de pedra lascada
Que outro barco desfizera na chegada
Procura no horizonte longiquo
um ponto de esperança
como as almas que lutam no mar
conta lutas de que não há lembrança
Mas será que é mesmo assim?
a vida de um lutador,
à merce de uma dureza,
à merce da propria dor
Mergulhou no mar da vida
Ao mergulhar nasceu e morreu
Lutando com fantasmas do passado
De um futuro que já pereceu.
Mas será que é mesmo assim?
a vida de um lutador,
à merce de uma dureza,
à merce da propria dor
Esta musica foi trabalhada pelo Almeida e dedicada ao nosso vocalista, um grande amigo de todos nós, que muitas vezes se pos em segundo plano para nos ajudar, e que sempre esteve lá para nós. Onde quer que estejas, obrigaod por tudo. Caga para uma pessoa que nao merece nem uma palavra tua.
domingo, 18 de novembro de 2007
Shy
I can see how you are beautiful,
can you feel my eyes on you,
I'm shy and turn my head away
Working late in diner Citylite,
I see that you get home alright
Make sure that you can't see me,hoping you will see me
Sometimes I'm wondering
why you look me and you blink your eye
You can't be acting like my Dana?
I see you in Citylite diner
serving all those meals and then
I see reflections of me in your eye, oh please
Talk to me, show some pity
You touch me in many, many ways
But I'm shy can't you see
Obsessed by you, your looks, well, anyway
"I would any day die for you",
I write on paper and erased away
Still I sit in diner Citylite,
drinking coffee and reading lies
Turn my head and I can see you, could that really be you
Sometimes I'm wondering why you look me and you blink your eye
You can't be acting like my Dana?
I see your beautifull smile and I would like to run away from
Reflections of me in your eyes, oh please
Talk to me, show some pity
You touch me in many, many ways
But I'm shy can't you see
I see, can't have you, can't leave you there'cos I must sometimes see you
But I don't understand how you can keep me in chains
And every waken hour, I feel you're taking power
From me and I can't leave
Repeating the scenery over again
Sometimes I'm wondering why you look me and you blink your eye
You can't be acting like my Dana?
I see your beautifull smile and I would like to run away from
Reflections of me in your eyes, oh please
Talk to me, show some pity
You touch me in many, many ways
But I'm shy can't you
I'm shy can't you
I'm shy can't you see
Este grande som, a par do Letter do Dana, ambos de Sonata Arctica foram incluídos nos concertos por sugestão to Tempest e do Machado, ainda bem que estão a gostar.
can you feel my eyes on you,
I'm shy and turn my head away
Working late in diner Citylite,
I see that you get home alright
Make sure that you can't see me,hoping you will see me
Sometimes I'm wondering
why you look me and you blink your eye
You can't be acting like my Dana?
I see you in Citylite diner
serving all those meals and then
I see reflections of me in your eye, oh please
Talk to me, show some pity
You touch me in many, many ways
But I'm shy can't you see
Obsessed by you, your looks, well, anyway
"I would any day die for you",
I write on paper and erased away
Still I sit in diner Citylite,
drinking coffee and reading lies
Turn my head and I can see you, could that really be you
Sometimes I'm wondering why you look me and you blink your eye
You can't be acting like my Dana?
I see your beautifull smile and I would like to run away from
Reflections of me in your eyes, oh please
Talk to me, show some pity
You touch me in many, many ways
But I'm shy can't you see
I see, can't have you, can't leave you there'cos I must sometimes see you
But I don't understand how you can keep me in chains
And every waken hour, I feel you're taking power
From me and I can't leave
Repeating the scenery over again
Sometimes I'm wondering why you look me and you blink your eye
You can't be acting like my Dana?
I see your beautifull smile and I would like to run away from
Reflections of me in your eyes, oh please
Talk to me, show some pity
You touch me in many, many ways
But I'm shy can't you
I'm shy can't you
I'm shy can't you see
Este grande som, a par do Letter do Dana, ambos de Sonata Arctica foram incluídos nos concertos por sugestão to Tempest e do Machado, ainda bem que estão a gostar.
Sabor A Mi
Tanto tiempo disfrutamos de este amor
Nuestras almas se acercaron tanto asi
Que yo guardo tu sabor pero tu llevas tambien
Sabor a mi.
Sin negaras mi presencia en tu vivir
Bastaria con abrazarte y conversar.
Tanta vida yo te di que por fuerza tienes ya
Sabor a mi.
No pretendo ser tu dueno.
No soy nada, yo no tengo vanidad.
En mi vida, por lo bueno
Soy tan pobre que otra cosa puedo dar.
Pasaran mas de mil anos, muchos mas.
Yo no se si tenga amor la eternidad.
Pero alla tal como aqui, en la boca llevaras
Sabor a mi.
Eu não sei muito bem de onde, mas o Tempest apareceu com esta letra que vindo dele é no minimo estranho, e com uma composição muito boa com orquestraçoes interessantes da autoria dele. Esta musica não é o estilo dele, muito menos o nosso, mas mesmo assim insistiu em tocá-la. Acho que é para alguem especial que ainda lhe diz muito (Desculpem meninas, mas talvez agora percebam). Nós fizemos-lhe a vontade e deu no que deu.
Nuestras almas se acercaron tanto asi
Que yo guardo tu sabor pero tu llevas tambien
Sabor a mi.
Sin negaras mi presencia en tu vivir
Bastaria con abrazarte y conversar.
Tanta vida yo te di que por fuerza tienes ya
Sabor a mi.
No pretendo ser tu dueno.
No soy nada, yo no tengo vanidad.
En mi vida, por lo bueno
Soy tan pobre que otra cosa puedo dar.
Pasaran mas de mil anos, muchos mas.
Yo no se si tenga amor la eternidad.
Pero alla tal como aqui, en la boca llevaras
Sabor a mi.
Eu não sei muito bem de onde, mas o Tempest apareceu com esta letra que vindo dele é no minimo estranho, e com uma composição muito boa com orquestraçoes interessantes da autoria dele. Esta musica não é o estilo dele, muito menos o nosso, mas mesmo assim insistiu em tocá-la. Acho que é para alguem especial que ainda lhe diz muito (Desculpem meninas, mas talvez agora percebam). Nós fizemos-lhe a vontade e deu no que deu.
sábado, 17 de novembro de 2007
Forever
I stand alone in the darkness
the winter of my life came so fast
memories go back to my childhood
to days I still recall
Oh how happy I was then
there was no sorrow
there was no pain
walking through the green fields
sunshine in my eyes
Chorus:
I'm still there everywhere
I'm the dust in the wind
I'm the star in the northern sky
I never stayed anywhere
I'm the wind in the trees
would you wait for me forever ?
(O Tempest e a Dawn Adora Esta Música!)
the winter of my life came so fast
memories go back to my childhood
to days I still recall
Oh how happy I was then
there was no sorrow
there was no pain
walking through the green fields
sunshine in my eyes
Chorus:
I'm still there everywhere
I'm the dust in the wind
I'm the star in the northern sky
I never stayed anywhere
I'm the wind in the trees
would you wait for me forever ?
(O Tempest e a Dawn Adora Esta Música!)
Seasons of Change
Season of change life feels so strange
Look into my eyes do you see the truth
I'm lost and alone feelings unknown
Come to me stronger than before
On winds of time my soul will fly
The angels are knocking at my door
Oh now I need to be free
From all this hatred I feel inside
Let it be my dreams
Let it be my thoughs
All those things in my heart
One too many days
One too many years
I wasted for nothing
I never realized
The truth is inside
Of every man for all to see
Listen to me now
I'm so close to you
Never felt like this before
The carousel is spinning fast
better enjoy while it lasts
Every moment is like gold
you'll remember when you're old
And the meaning of this life
is to live and is to die
Make the best out of your dreams
they're the world where you are free
All the sorrow and the pain
will be washed away by rain
An eternal joy will come
it can be found by everyone
Though the end is drawing near
I'm not feeling any fear
I have found the truth inside
after all the tears I've cried
Season of Change...
(Esta é uma daquelas que o Tempest gosta de tocar, mas pede ajuda. A ideia foi dele e nós gostamos.)
Look into my eyes do you see the truth
I'm lost and alone feelings unknown
Come to me stronger than before
On winds of time my soul will fly
The angels are knocking at my door
Oh now I need to be free
From all this hatred I feel inside
Let it be my dreams
Let it be my thoughs
All those things in my heart
One too many days
One too many years
I wasted for nothing
I never realized
The truth is inside
Of every man for all to see
Listen to me now
I'm so close to you
Never felt like this before
The carousel is spinning fast
better enjoy while it lasts
Every moment is like gold
you'll remember when you're old
And the meaning of this life
is to live and is to die
Make the best out of your dreams
they're the world where you are free
All the sorrow and the pain
will be washed away by rain
An eternal joy will come
it can be found by everyone
Though the end is drawing near
I'm not feeling any fear
I have found the truth inside
after all the tears I've cried
Season of Change...
(Esta é uma daquelas que o Tempest gosta de tocar, mas pede ajuda. A ideia foi dele e nós gostamos.)
Inquisition
Tremens factus sum ego
[I shake because of the facts]
Et timeo
[and I'm scared]
Dum discussio
[while I talk]
Venerit at que ventura ira
[it will come to the upcoming wrath]
Et timeo
[and I'm scared]
Dum discussio
[while I talk]
Venerit at que ventura ira
[it will come to the upcoming wrath]
Herbei, ihr Leut' - das Fest beginnt
[come run up you people, the celebration starts]
Nehmt Platz auf besten Rängen
[take your seats on best places]
Seht, wie der flehend Mann dort kniet
[see how the begging man kneels there]
Seht den Ketzer, ich sag, er soll brennen heut' Nacht
[see the heretic, tonight he shall burn I say]
Soll ihn spür'n, den Tod, er kommt langsam und lacht
[(he) should feel death, it comes slowly and laughs]
Und als die Töchter des Teufels er nennt
[and as he tells about Devil's daughters]
Die Sense den Faden des Lebens zertrennt
[the scythe severs the thread of life]
Und als sein letzter Schrei erstirbt
[and when his final scream dies]
Die Flammen ihn verschlingen
[flames consume him]
Und Kindesweinen bricht die Still....
[children's crying breaks the silence...]
Seht zur Asche ward er, der die Lügen erzählt
[see to ashes he went who told those lies]
Im Zeichen des Kreuzes
[under the sign of the cross]
Hat er seinen Tod selbst gewählt
[he chose his death himself]
Doch unsere Seelen sind rein...
[but our souls are pure...]
Doch unsere Seelen sind rein...
[but our souls are pure...]
Profundis Clamavi [endlessly we cry]
(Esta é a entrada que pediram para por a letra. O Tempest pôs a tradução, porque para a maioria, deve ser tão dificil entenderem, como foi para nós começar a tocar esta entrada de uma música, de Haggard, muito rica em orquestrações intrincadas, e que foi por nós reproduzida para uma outra música. A tradução foi feita para Inglês por uma questão de ser mais fácil para o Tiago. Desculpem lá.)
Hallow Man
Emptiness, consuming me
Head in hands, I can hardly speak
Looking for solitude
Lost in humanity
True knowledge leads to suffering
A constant quest an endless dream
Searching for inner peace
Hidden so deep in me
Chorus
Don't wanna be a hollow man
Ain't gonna be the hollow man
Sadness comes knocking constantly
Filling up my eyes, for all to see
Peace will come someday
I pray that it finds a way
Darkness caressing my mind and soul
My spirits rejecting, I'm feeling whole
Emptiness goes away
Fills with the light of day
Chorus
Don't wanna be a hollow man
Ain't gonna be the hollow man
I rise up like the phoenix
from the ashes of an older way
With wisdom gained, I turn away
I turned away
Hollow man find yourself some other Plan
Don't wanna be a hollow man
Ain't gonna be the hollow man
(Embora o Tiago, a.k.a. Tempest, toque por vezes uma versão com uma letra diferente, a do "Don't Wanna Be A Heart Broken". Foi a que tocou em Loures. Mas esta é a orginal.)
Head in hands, I can hardly speak
Looking for solitude
Lost in humanity
True knowledge leads to suffering
A constant quest an endless dream
Searching for inner peace
Hidden so deep in me
Chorus
Don't wanna be a hollow man
Ain't gonna be the hollow man
Sadness comes knocking constantly
Filling up my eyes, for all to see
Peace will come someday
I pray that it finds a way
Darkness caressing my mind and soul
My spirits rejecting, I'm feeling whole
Emptiness goes away
Fills with the light of day
Chorus
Don't wanna be a hollow man
Ain't gonna be the hollow man
I rise up like the phoenix
from the ashes of an older way
With wisdom gained, I turn away
I turned away
Hollow man find yourself some other Plan
Don't wanna be a hollow man
Ain't gonna be the hollow man
(Embora o Tiago, a.k.a. Tempest, toque por vezes uma versão com uma letra diferente, a do "Don't Wanna Be A Heart Broken". Foi a que tocou em Loures. Mas esta é a orginal.)
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