Música y Letra - el Poder de las palabras y de la Música = con un mínimo de esfuerzo obtener el máximo de efectos: feliz fin de semana a la amiga ortiga – y a los demás lectores, claro (++)

Freddy Mercury (descanse en paz)

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

"Empty spaces - what are we waiting for
Abandoned places - I guess we know the score
On and on
Does anybody know what we are looking for

Another hero another mindless crime
Behind the curtain in the pantomime
Hold the line
Does anybody want to take it anymore

The show must go on
The show must go on
Inside my heart is breaking
My make-up may be flaking
But my smile still stays on

Whatever happens I'll leave it all to chance
Another heartache another failed romance
On and on
Does anybody know what we are living for
I guess I'm learning
I must be warmer now
I'll soon be turning round the corner now
Outside the dawn is breaking
But inside in the dark I'm aching to be free

The show must go on
The show must go on - yeah
Ooh inside my heart is breaking
My make-up may be flaking
But my smile still stays on
Yeah oh oh oh

My soul is painted like the wings of butterflies
Fairy tales of yesterday will grow but never die
I can fly - my friends

The show must go on - yeah
The show must go on
I'll face it with a grin
I'm never giving in
On with the show

I'll top the bill
I'll overkill
I have to find the will to carry on
On with the
On with the show

The show must go on."

o sea, dos artistas cuyas letras bien valen
considerarlas poemas y como poetas cada uno ha
obtenido reconocimiento internacional y premios.

1.-
George Brassens, el protestón y criticón libertario,
antimilitarista, anarquista, pacifista, que en un
perfecto francés y con su forma personal, peculiar
y con simplicidad describía y cantaba con ironía
mordaz sobre todos los aspectos de las relaciones
humanas, de los problemas sociales del orden
establecido, de la burguesía etc.

Dedicatoria a todos los que nos parecen ... pues,
eso, "con"

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

"Quand ils sont tous neufs,
qu'ils sortent de l'oeuf,
du cocon
Tous les jeunes blancs becs
prennent les vieux mecs
pour des cons

Quand ils sont venus,
les tГЄtes chenues,
les grisons
Tous les vieux fourneaux
prennent les jeunots
pour des cons

Moi qui balance entre deux Гўges
Je leur adresse Г tous un message

Refrain:
Le temps ne fait rien Г l'affaire
Quand on est con, on est con!
Qu'on ait 20 ans, qu'on soit grand-pГЁre
Quand on est con, on est con!

Entre vous plus de controverses,
Cons caduques ou cons dГ©butants

Petits cons de la derniГЁre averse
Vieux cons des neiges d'antan ( x 2 )

VERSE 2:

Vous les cons naissant,
les cons innocents,
les jeunes cons,
Qui, ne le niez pas, prenez les papas pour des cons

Vous les cons ГўgГ©s,
les cons usagГ©s,
les vieux cons
Qui, confessez-le, prenez les p'tits bleus pour des
cons

MГ©ditez l'impartial message
d'un qui balance entre deux Гўges"

el cantautor de la tristeza y la depresión y que
sabía como pocos describir en palabras y notas
musicales los sentimientos humanos, de relaciones
de pareja, de religión.
Sus obras también saben transmitir algo de
romanticismo, a veces incluso con pequeños toques
de cinismo.

Por respeto al "frío" que tiene la amiga ortiga,
no hay ejemplo.

Invito, si quieren, postear ejemplos de España.

un saludo

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mshV7ug8cdE

Oh! Will you never let me be?
Oh! Will you never set me free?
The ties that bound us
Are still around us
There's no escape that I can see
And still those little things remain
That bring me happiness or pain

A cigarette that bears a lipstick's traces
An airline ticket to romantic places
And still my heart has wings
These foolish things remind me of you
A tinkling piano in the next apartment
Those stumbling words that told you what my heart
meant
A fair ground's painted swings
These foolish things remind me of you
You came you saw you conquer'd me
When you did that to me
I knew somehow this had to be
The winds of March that make my heart a dancer
A telephone that rings but who's to answer?
Oh, how the ghost of you clings!
These foolish things remind me of you

First daffodils and long excited cables
And candle lights on little corner tables
And still my heart has wings
These foolish things remind me of you
The park at evening when the bell has sounded
The "Ile de France" with all the gulls around it
The beauty that is Spring's
These foolish things remind me of you
How strange how sweet to find you still
These things are dear to me
They seem to bring you near to me
The sigh of midnight trains in empty stations
Silk stockings thrown aside dance invitations
Oh, how the ghost of you clings!
These foolish things remind me of you

Gardenia perfume ling'ring on a pillow
Wild strawb'ries only seven francs a kilo
And still my heart has wings
These foolish things remind me of you
The smile of Garbo and the scent of roses
The waiters whistling as the last bar closes
The song that Crosby sings
These foolish things remind me of you
How strange how sweet to find you still
These things are dear to me
They seem to bring you near to me
The scent of smould'ring leaves, the wail of
steamers
Two lovers on the street who walk like dreamers
Oh, how the ghost of you clings!
These foolish things remind me of you


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t9jnhtWfn-
4&feature=related

As Dorothy Parker once said to her boy friend,
"Fare thee well,"
As Columbus announced when he knew he was
bounced,
"It was swell, Isabelle, swell,"
As Abelard said to Heloise,
"Don't forget to drop a line to me, please,"
As Juliet cried in her Romeo's ear,
"Romeo, why not face that fact, dear?"

It was just one of those things,
Just one of those crazy flings,
One of those bells that now and then rings,
Just one of those things.

It was just one of those nights,
Just one of those fabulous flights,
A trip to the moon on gossamer wings,
Just one of those things

If we'd thought a bit
Of the end of it,
When we started painting the town,
We'd have been aware
That our love affair
Was too hot not to cool down.
So goodbye, Dear, and Amen.
Here's hoping we meet now and then,
It was great fun,
But it was just one of those things.

y un lujo descubrir un mensaje como este el día que me asomo a este foro buscando distracción y consuelo porque mi querida madre se debate entre la vida y la muerte teniendo ésta última muchísimas más probabilidades de vencer.

Hoy más que nunca necesito besos y abrazos de las personas que me quieren.

Mil gracias.