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Heart Mother Suite (Mason,
Gilmour, Waters, Wright, Gessin)
a. Father's Shout
b. Breast Milky
c. Mother Fore
d. Funky Dung
e. Mind Your Throats, Please
f. Remergence
(Instrumental)
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If
(Waters)
If I were a swan, I'd be gone.
If I were a train, I'd be late.
And if I were a good man,
I'd talk with you
More often than I do.
If I were to sleep, I could dream.
If I were afraid, I could hide.
If I go insane, please don't put
Your wires in my brain.
If I were the moon, I'd be cool.
If I were a book, I would bend for you.
If I were a good man, I'd understand
The spaces between friends.
If I were alone, I would cry.
And if I were with you, I'd be home and dry.
And if I go insane,
And they lock me away,
Will you still let me join in the game?
If I were a swan, I'd be gone.
If I were a train, I'd be late again.
If I were a good man,
I'd talk with you
More often than I do. |
Si
Si
fuera un cisne, me habr�a ido
Si fuera un tren, estar�a tarde
Y si fuera un buen hombre,
Te hablar�a
M�s seguido de lo que lo hago
Si
fuera a dormir, podr�a so�ar
Si tuviera miedo, podr�a esconderme
Si me volviera loco, por favor no pongas
Cables en mi cerebro
Si
fuera la luna, ser�a fr�o
Si fuera un libro, me doblar�a por t�
Si fuera un buen hombre, entender�a
Los espacios entre amigos
Si
estuviera solo, llorar�a
Y si estuviera contigo, me ir�a a casa y secar�a
Y si me volviera loco,
Y me encierran
�A�n me dejar�as unirme al juego?
Si
fuera un cisne, me habr�a ido
Si fuera un tren, estar�a tarde
Y si fuera un buen hombre,
Te hablar�a
M�s seguido de lo que lo hago
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Summer
'68 (Wright)
Would you like to say something before you leave
Perhaps you'd care to state exactly how you feel
We said good-bye before we said hello
I hardly even like you, I shouldn't care at all
We met just six hours ago, the music was too loud
From your bed I gained a day and lost a bloody year
And I would like to know
How do you feel, how do you feel, how do you feel?
Not a single word was said, delights still without fears
Occasionally you showed a smile but what was the need
I felt the cold far too soon - the wind of '95
My friends are lying in the sun, I wish that I was there
Tomorrow brings another town and another girl like you
Have you time before you leave to greet another man
Just you let me know
How do you feel, how do you feel, how do you feel?
Good-bye to you
Charlotte Kringles too
I've had enough for one day |
Verano
del '68
�Te
gustar�a decir algo antes de irte?
Tal vez te interesar�a manifestar exactamente c�mo te sientes
Decimos adi�s y decimos hola
Apenas me gustas, no deber�a importarme para nada
Nos conocimos hace seis horas, la m�sica estaba muy fuerte
Desde tu cama gan� un d�a y perd� casi un a�o
Y me gustar�a saber
�C�mo te sientes, c�mo te sientes, c�mo te sientes?
Ni
una palabra fue dicha, deleite a�n sin miedos
Ocasionalmente mostraste una sonrisa pero cu�l era la necesidad
Sent� el fr�o demasiado pronto - el viento del '95
Mis amigos est�n descansando al sol, desear�a estar ah�
Ma�ana trae otra ciudad y otra chica como t�
Ten tu tiempo antes que vayas a complacer a otro hombre
S�lo d�jame saber
�C�mo te sientes, c�mo te sientes, c�mo te sientes?
Adi�s
a t�
Charlotte Kringles tambi�n
He tenido suficiente por un d�a
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Fat
Old Sun (Gilmour)
When the fat old sun in the sky is falling
Summer evenin' birds are calling
Summer's thunder time of year
The sound of music in my ears
Distant bells, new mown grass
Smells so sweet
By the river holding hands
Roll me up and lay me down
And if you sit don't make a sound
Pick your feet up off the ground
And if you hear as the warm night falls
The silver sound from a time so strange
Sing to me, sing to me
When that fat old sun in the sky is falling
Summer evenin' birds are calling
Children's laughter in my ears
The last sunlight disappears
And if you sit don't make a sound
Pick your feet up off the ground
And if you hear as the warm night falls
The silver sound from a time so strange
Sing to me, sing to me
When that fat old sun in the sky is falling
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Gordo
Sol envejecido
Cuando
el gordo sol envejecido en el cielo est� callendo
Las aves de tardes de verano est�n llamando
es el tiempo del a�o de los truenos de verano
El sonido de la m�sica en mis o�dos
Campanas distantes, pasto reci�n cortado
Huele tan dulce
Cerca del r�o manos aferradas
Enrr�llame y ponme abajo
Y si te sientas no hagas un sonido
Levanta tus pies del suelo
Y si escuchas como la c�lida noche cae
El sonido plateado de un tiempo tan extra�o
C�ntame, c�ntame
Cuando el gordo sol envejecido en el cielo est� callendo
Las aves de tardes de verano est�n llamando
La risa de los ni�os est� en mis o�dos
El �ltimo rayo de sol desaparece
Y si te sientas no hagas un sonido
Levanta tus pies del suelo
Y si escuchas como la c�lida noche cae
El sonido plateado de un tiempo tan extra�o
C�ntame, c�ntame
Cuando el gordo sol envejecido est� callendo
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