sexta-feira, março 11

O London Calling realmente é um disco foda... devia fazer quase um ano que eu não escutava.
E as letras são simplesmente fantásticas. FANTÁSTICAS, eu disse.

Spanish songs in Andalucia
The shooting sites in the days of '39
Oh, please leave the Vendanna open
Fredrico Lorca is dead and gone

Bullet holes in the cemetery walls
The black cars of the Guardia Civil
Spanish bombs on the Costa Rica
I'm flying in on a DC10 tonight

Spanish bombs, yo te quiero y finito
Yo te querda, oh mi Corazón
Spanish bombs, yo te quiero y finito
Yo te querda, oh mi Corazón

Spanish weeks in my disco casino
The freedom fighters died up on the hill
The sang the red flag, they wore the black one
But after they died it was Mockingbird Hill

Back home the buses went up in flashes
The Irish tomb was drenched in blood
Spanish bombs shatter the hotel
My se?orita's rose was nipped in the bud

The hillsides ring with "Free the People"
Or can I hear the echo from the days of '39?
With trenches full of poets, the ragged army
Fixin' bayonets to fight the other line

Spanish bombs rock the province
I'm hearing music from another time
Spanish bombs on the Costa Brava
I'm flying in on a DC10 tonight

Spanish songs in Andalucia, Mandolina, oh mi Corazón
Spanish songs in Granada
Oh mi Corazón

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