Moυσεία

Peggy Lee _ Fever

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Kαι εδω μια ιδιαιτερη αργοτερη ερμηνεια σε broadcasting, με πανω απο δυο λεπτα περισσοτερη διαρκεια ενω ειναι πιο γρηγορο σε ρυθμο. Και με καταπληκτικα κρουστα.

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Oπως και το προηγουμενο ετσι και αυτο...ειναι του Σωτηριου Ετους 1970.
Εξαιρετικη συγκομιδη η χρονια αυτη...

Kinks _ Lola


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Ειμαι απολυτα συμφωνος μαζι σου εαν εννοεις οτι το 1970 (αντε και 71+) ειναι προεκταση και πνευματικη συνεχεια της ιδιας εποχης. Αυτων που λεμε σιξτις. Και ειναι η περιοδος που με γοητευει περισσοτερο απ'ολες.


Και αυτο του 1970 ειναι

Led Zeppelin _ Since I've Been Loving You

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Ευλογημενη χρονια !
 
Van Morrison _ Moondance

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1970 again
Με ενα πανεμορφο βιντεακι μιας νυχτερινης βροχερης διαδρομης που συνοδευει το την μουσικη.
 
πολυ καλο το 70
με τρομερες κυκλοφοριες
για τσεκαρε αν εχεις χρονο και το 75..
ειχα κανε και ενα νημα πριν πολλα χρονια..
 
Θα το κανω ... θα ψαξω το νημα σου :music-smiley-005:

Black Sabbath _ Paranoid

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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d6Fd3LOEbc4

This is the day that love chose to play
The day love came to stay
This kiss is for the first time
And this kiss is for that time
Love to ride
This is the day that love chose to play
One minute here, one minute there
Love spent time everywhere
This day that love chose to stay
This is the day that love chose to play
The day love came to stay
This kiss is for the first time
And this kiss is for that time
Love to ride
This is the day that love chose to play
One minute here, one minute there
Love spent time everywhere
This day that love chose to stay
 
Now, as you awaken, remember the swan's last dance.
Did you dance with young angels while you were dreaming?
Did the butterfly light you up when it burned
with the eternal
light of the rose?
Did the phoenix appear clearly
before you and call you by your name?
Did you see the morning dawn from the fingers
of the one you love?
Did you touch the dream with your hand or
did you leave it to dream alone,
aware suddenly of your own absence?
Dreamers don't abandon their dreams,
they flare and continue the life they have in the dream…
tell me
how you lived your dream in a certain place
and I'll tell you who you are.
And now, as you awaken, remember if you have wronged
your dream.
And if you have, then remember the last dance of the swan.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YdwEoN69eLw

:willy:
 
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It's the same old lady, hanging out the wash
Standing in the rain, in her mackintosh

Same old lady standing in the rain
Even the thought of New York was going insane

Hey little leaf, lying on the ground
Now you're turning slightly brown

Why don't you get up on the tree
Turn the color green the way you ought to be

My mind is failing and my body grows weak
My lips won't form the words I speak

I'm floating away on a barrel of pain
New York City won't see me again

The same old man, sitting by the mill
The mill will turn of its own free will

I'm certainly glad to be home
New York City continues all alone
 
Και λίγο cajun.

H προφορά είναι καταπληκτική!

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O ye yaie, 'gardez voir, chere,
Ca t'as fait avec moi il y a pas longtemps.

Tu connais petite, tu vas revenir, bebe,
C'est me rejoindre un beau jour avant de mourir.

O ye yaie, 'gardez voir, chere,
Mais t'es perdue dans les grands meches, toi toute seule.

Tu connais, petite, tu vas revenir, bebe,
C'est me rejoindre un beau jour, malheureuse.
 
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