FLYING SOUTH
(C. G-Vaso y O. Hallsall)
Something tells me, something speaks,
somewhere in my head.
A hundred voices rising up
from underneath my bed.
I can´t tell you about the state I´m in,
I Ain´t been to church since I don´t know when.
So I sing this song to you
when you said good bye
you took something with you.
I don´t know why,
I don´t know why.
You´re always flying south for the summer.
Phrases stuck inside of me,
jungle in my ears.
A hundred faces turning up,
trying to climb the stairs.
One more chapter in my fly by book
waiting arround for a second look.
I want to sing my song to you
when you said good bye
you took something with you.
RADIANTE
(C. G-Vaso)
Hoy estas radiante
y yo me alegro.
Quieres que te siga
y yo lo intento.
Me marcas el ritmo
del movimiento.
Hoy puedes con todo.
la –ra –hum -la -ra -la -ra
BE QUIET
(C. G-Vaso)
Be quiet, brother.
Take it easy.
Be quiet, sister.
Take it easy.
WALKING ON MY BLUE SIDE
(C. G-Vaso y R. Taboo)
In that loving place
where I was borne and I grew up.
Where mysterys
arose at the begining of my life.
In that precise moment
the music clung to my heart.
Books I left away
they were the learning of my youth
Walking with you on my blue side.
Walking with you on my own tonight.
Walking with you on my missing days.
In those time gone by
I painted all my yerterdays,
places I conceived
and thinks that I have observed.
Girls that I loved
Still they´re crawling on my skin.
Years I spent
I´m writting in my note pad.
ANALÓGICO O DIGITAL
(C. G-Vaso y J. M. Valencia)
En los “setenta”
nació el cassette.
Junto al vinilo
nuestro placer.
Sólo es un recuerdo más
del dulce ayer.
Pero los discos resisten
en su stand
También las cintas subsisten
con la edad.
En analógico o en digital,
siempre habrá música que disfrutar.
En los “ochenta”
y en digital,
nace el compacto
...que calidad!!!
Hoy es algo habitual
en cada hogar.
Pero el presente se expande
en la Red.
MP3 el archivo
a descargar.
En analógico o en digital,
siempre habrá música que disfrutar.
En analógico o en digital,
siempre habrá música para escuchar.
YOU ARE THE REASON
(C. G-Vaso y M. Forrest)
I´m remembering the way you took
when you turned and looked at me,
how you smiled at me across the room.
I knew it had to be.
You see nothing's the same.
Since you left - I know you're not to blame.
Nothing's the same, any more.......
When I think of all the lovely days.
now past and gone away.
The cafe where we used to go,
I see it every day.
Let me go, let me go.
The ghost of you is calling me
but you aren´t there.
Baby. You are the reason I survive,
you are the candle in the dark my love.
Baby. You had my heart, you have it now.
You are the reason I survive, my love, my love.
Life was so easy when I was loving you.
Now it's not easy because our love is through.
MOHAMED ALÍ
(C. G-Vaso y J. M. Valencia)
Llega el momento de partir,
todo es penumbra alrededor,
crece la herida en su interior,
sueños que no podrán hundir.
Cinco con cinco millas
dista del porvenir.
Y te vas con el viento,
Mohamed Alí.
Aguas turbias y estrechas
cruzarás...
Duerme sin techo ni pared,
vive el peligro junto a él,
cuerpo marcado de ilegal,
alma que anhela libertad.
Muy duro es el camino
que tienes que seguir.
Y te vas con el viento,
Mohamed Alí.
Aguas turbias y estrechas
cruzarás...
Y te vas con el viento,
Mohamed Alí.
Navegando hacia el norte
llegarás...
¿Ganar la partida
del pan y de la sal?,
la vida es algo más
cinco millas más allá.
Cinco con cinco millas
ha de sobrevivir.
DON´T WANNA KNOW ABOUT ME
(C. G-Vaso y M. Forrest)
Every morning I see you walk up my street.
You say hello, which knocks me off my feet,
Don't wanna know about me.
I text your messages all day long.
But as I tell you right in this song:
You don't wanna know about me.
Maybe I'll find someone new, who's for real
If I do, I will put you out of my mind.
I only think of you (oh yeah)
and you ignore me (oh yeah).
I'm behind you (oh yeah)
and you ignore me (oh).
They say I'm gonna go insane.
Tearing along on my motorbike.
Maybe I'll fall , is that what you would like?.
Don't wanna know about me.
If I would be nice to you, I'd be happy but...
don't wanna know about me!
MÚTUA ATRACCIÓN
(C. G-Vaso)
A veces me pregunto
si hubo un paraíso
al borde de los tiempos
donde nos conocimos.
Que lejana deidad
de una antigua creación
encontró nuestras almas
hasta hoy.
Las huellas del camino
siguen paralelas,
aún no se ha secado
la flor de los enigmas.
Que lejana deidad...
En medio de la música
despierta la atracción
de la mujer al hombre,
del hombre a la mujer.
Ya sé que te torturas
pensando en el olvido,
sólo puedo adherirme
y hacerme cuerpo tuyo.
Que lejana deidad...
En medio de la música...
BEYOND THE SOUND WAVES
(C. G-Vaso y R. Taboo)
Yes, I´ve known that in this game
I couldn´t suffer more,
playing without any risk
and playing to win.
Yes, I´ve known that this way down
it´s never going to end,
looking back forever
and ever when I´m playing.
He carried on with all his doubts in his head,
afar from loudness, his looking for his peace
and the sense of his steps.
Started his life over again beyond the sound waves,
Started his life over again beyond the sound waves,
Started his life over again living wild.
He regreted it a thousand times,
he didn´t expect regret
of this past but recent time
full of empty matters.
Then he remembered
the quarrels in those years,
this furtive lack of love
of dance of broken dreams.
He was recovering old sounds in his head,
he had forgotten in those old and boring sets
with his hopes shattered.
He was recovering old words and old clichés
without chains and complexes, handed microphone
without knots of sorrow.
INMORTAL
(C. G-Vaso)
Esta noche no puedo, ni quiero.
No deseo sentirme normal.
Quiero ser cualquier cosa que sueño,
quiero sentirme especial.
Juego a ser inmortal...
Soy Superman, soy Groucho Marx
o Frankestein,
Guillermo Tell, soy Don Quijote
o Sherlock Holmes,
mírame...
Vamos, juega conmigo esta noche
a este juego de no ser vulgar.
Estoy seguro que puedes hacerlo,
sueña despierto y verás.
Vas a ser inmortal...
Soy Superman, soy Groucho Marx
o Frankestein,
Guillermo Tell, soy Don Quijote
o Sherlock Holmes,
mírame...
Soy Gargamel, soy Gladiador
o el Rey León,
Indiana Jones, soy Peter Pan
o Rin Tin Tín,
mírame...
