Το videoclip της ημέρας

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WrnWQS91xAc

Ξεχάστε τον Πάπα(τουλάχιστον για τά γούστα μου)..

Κατά τά άλλα μέσω τού εν λόγω βίντεο περνούν αγαπημένες μορφές μιάς άλλης Ιταλίας..

Ciao fabrizo, ciao marcello. ciao enrico, ciao palmiro, ciao antonio, ciao marco, ciao carlo, ciao alberto,ciao pierpaolo,ciao paolo, ciao giovanni, ciao karol,ciao alessandro, ciao federico,ciao vittorio,...Kαι εσύ Carlo Giuliani είσαι ανάμεσά μας ,μπάς και αλλάξει αυτή η πανούκλα πού ζούμε.
 
μόνο Ιρλανδός θα μπορούσε να είχε γράψει το τραγούδι

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X9iMbgkVLCg


Dear dirty London in the pouring rain
I wish to God I was back on the sea again
Though that belongs to the world of never will be
There was never a wilder bastard than me on the sea
I could fuck all the whores in damnation me boys
Though they wriggled and hollered and made a great noise
Then I'd drink till I stank and then drink plenty more
And I won't go down to the sea any more
But if I had ten pounds then I'd raise a loud cheer
And I'd toast all me neighbours both distant and dear
And I'd shoot back great belly-crippling buckets of beer
And a pox and a curse on the people round here
Wouldn't give you me the price of a half pint of beer
Wouldn't give you me the price of a cup of good cheer
A pox and a curse on the people round here

A man's ambition must indeed be small
To write his name upon a shithouse wall
But before I die I'll add my regal scrawl
To show the world I'm left with sweet fuck all
And when all of us bold shithouse poets do die
A monument grand they will raise to the sky
A monument made just to mark our great wit
A monument of solid shit now me boys
I met with Bill James we fought over crusts
I called him a whore and he booted me crotch
Then we shared out the jack and we thought it a treat
The compliments pass when the quality meet
The compliments pass when the quality meet
The compliments pass when the quality meet
The compliments pass when the quality meet
 
Δεν έχει την αίγλη του Prince αλλά οι μελωδίες του μοιαζουν να ξεπετάγονται από ένα σακίδιο τόσο δα...Σαν αυτό του Sport Billy..Τώρα που το καλοσκέφτομαι,ο αγαπημένος μου Bonnie μοιάζει να έχει την ίδια τρέλα με τον άλλον από το φονικό ζευγάρι....
Η κυρία Dawn McCarthy που τον σιγοντάρει,αναβιώνει τον υπαρκτό μύθο του φονικού ζευγαριού,που δεν τους χώρισε ούτε ο θάνατος.....

Bonnie ''Prince'' Billy-Dawn McCarthy aka Bonnie and Clyde......

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wsQ8TqXr7B0
 
Ry Cooder: No Banker Left Behind

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LxaY_mxYflg

My telephone rang one evening, my buddy called for me
Said the bankers are all leavin', you better come round and see

It started revelation, they robbed the nation blind,
They're all down at the station, no banker left behind.

No banker, no banker, no banker could I find.
They were all down at the station, no banker left behind

Well the bankers called a meetin', to the whitehouse they went one day
They was going to call one the president, in a quiet and a sociable way
The afternoon was sunny and the weather it was fine
They counted all our money and no banker was left behind

No banker, no banker, no banker could I find.
They were all down at the white house, no banker was left behind

Well I hear the whistle blowin, it plays a happy tune
The conductor is calling "all abort", we'll be leavin soon
With champagne and shrimp cocktails and that's not all you'll find
There's a billion dollar bonus and no banker left behind

No banker, no banker, no banker could I find.
When the train pulled out next mornin', no banker was left behind
No banker, no banker, no banker could I find.
When the train pulled out next mornin', no banker was left behind

No banker, no banker, no banker could I find.
They were all down at the station, no banker left behind
No banker, no banker, no banker could I find.
When the train pulled out next mornin', no banker was left behind
 
Ghymes - Bazsarózsa​
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GG48P_WMDuQ



Επανεκτέλεση Ουγγαρέζικου παραδοσιακού τραγουδιού απο τους Ghymes.
Και οι μεταφρασμένοι στίχοι του τραγουδιού που βρήκα στα αγγλικά.
Απο τον δίσκο Rege (1998)



Feel your pace towards
Fragrant heart of yours
Tree peony, Take care

Just your skirt is weak
They know where you'll meet
Glistening barbars, Take Care

For and against you
Shake the war those who
Did recognise you: Yourself.​
 
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