So yes, instead of preparing the presentation I will hold tomorrow, I'm doing very useful stuff: listening to anime songs of my childhood in different languages, mainly the ones I "know". Quite productive, yeah... How beautiful is sharing a common culture! Which one do you like the most monsieurs?
Spanish (Spain):
English:
Swedish:
French:
Catalan:
Spanish (America):
German:
P.D.
The Digimon song, btw, has two versions: the cool one (German, Spanish) and the awkward one (French, Swedish for instance)
Showing posts with label Music. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Music. Show all posts
Monday, 28 October 2013
Sunday, 2 June 2013
Stockholm memories - Amaral
I'm alive. Though you may not believe it. I'm having a very busy but cool month living with my cousin, her husband and their three 8-10-12 year aged boys. Very very cool. In a few days I'll be moving to a new place, and there I guess I will settle a little bit and start writing here one more time. One never knows though.
But today I'm feeling like "I miss Stockholm". So let's rewind a year! Do you mind?
Sorry, can't listen to you happy readers haha. One of the cool things of Stockholm is that it is a big city, with all the events associated that such a condition implies. So, the thing is that around a year ago, on June 1st, we went to an Amaral concert organized by the Spanish embassy in a pub in Stockholm, Södra Teatern. Don't know if you know Amaral, she's a very famous Spanish singer who composes lyrics which go deep into your heart, and that I really like (at least is among my most beloved Spanish singers). Particularly I recommend "Son mis amigos" (They're my friends), "Revolución" (Revolution), "Toda la noche en la calle" (All night long in the streets) and the most famous one, "El Universo sobre mí" (The Universe over me). She's from Saragossa, my hometown. The cool thing is that I knew about these concert of hers in Stockholm, but didn't say a word to anyone. And I remember that my beloved Lilianna, who didn't know Amaral at all, said about going to this concert. For me, it was like "oh wow, very cool" and "they're lucky"
The concert was great. Amaral didn't say a word in English, and just "tack!" (thanks) in Swedish. But it was great. I particularly remember one song Amaral played, the last song of the concert, the "extra" song. It's not the song I appreciate the most of Amaral. But... The lyrics totally made sense there in Stockholm. It was somehow overwhelming... and now that I've moved to Barcelona, these lyrics make again sense for me.
So here you have the song, and a translation of it. Hope you enjoy it!
We said goodbye to each other and the years passed,
we saw each other again one Saturday night...
another country, another city, another life,
but the same feline glance.
Sometimes I'd kill you, and others I want to eat you up instead,
little aquamarine eyes.
But today I'm feeling like "I miss Stockholm". So let's rewind a year! Do you mind?
Sorry, can't listen to you happy readers haha. One of the cool things of Stockholm is that it is a big city, with all the events associated that such a condition implies. So, the thing is that around a year ago, on June 1st, we went to an Amaral concert organized by the Spanish embassy in a pub in Stockholm, Södra Teatern. Don't know if you know Amaral, she's a very famous Spanish singer who composes lyrics which go deep into your heart, and that I really like (at least is among my most beloved Spanish singers). Particularly I recommend "Son mis amigos" (They're my friends), "Revolución" (Revolution), "Toda la noche en la calle" (All night long in the streets) and the most famous one, "El Universo sobre mí" (The Universe over me). She's from Saragossa, my hometown. The cool thing is that I knew about these concert of hers in Stockholm, but didn't say a word to anyone. And I remember that my beloved Lilianna, who didn't know Amaral at all, said about going to this concert. For me, it was like "oh wow, very cool" and "they're lucky"
The concert was great. Amaral didn't say a word in English, and just "tack!" (thanks) in Swedish. But it was great. I particularly remember one song Amaral played, the last song of the concert, the "extra" song. It's not the song I appreciate the most of Amaral. But... The lyrics totally made sense there in Stockholm. It was somehow overwhelming... and now that I've moved to Barcelona, these lyrics make again sense for me.
So here you have the song, and a translation of it. Hope you enjoy it!
If I were born again, if I could start over,
I would search for you again on my time machine.
Destiny is what leads and guides us,
comes between us and brings us together throughout life.
I would search for you again on my time machine.
Destiny is what leads and guides us,
comes between us and brings us together throughout life.
We said goodbye to each other and the years passed,
we saw each other again one Saturday night...
another country, another city, another life,
but the same feline glance.
Sometimes I'd kill you, and others I want to eat you up instead,
little aquamarine eyes.
CHORUS
What can I say, if every part of my mind is yours
and if I can't find the exact word, what can I say.
How to tell you that you've won me over little by little
you who arrived by coincidence, what can I say.
and if I can't find the exact word, what can I say.
How to tell you that you've won me over little by little
you who arrived by coincidence, what can I say.
Like a fire bird that dies in your hands,
a sliver of ice melted on your lips,
the radio keeps on playing; the war has ended,
but the bonfires still haven't died down.
CHORUS [repeats]
a sliver of ice melted on your lips,
the radio keeps on playing; the war has ended,
but the bonfires still haven't died down.
CHORUS [repeats]
What can I say, if every part of my mind is yours
and if I can't find the exact word, what can I say.
How to tell you that you've won me over little by little
you who arrived by coincidence, what can I say.
and if I can't find the exact word, what can I say.
How to tell you that you've won me over little by little
you who arrived by coincidence, what can I say.
you're taking away my life, what can I say...
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| This is me, by the way. With Eva Amaral. |
Thursday, 2 May 2013
Barcelona
Still have to look for an appartment, but I guess I'll say something like "David, welcome to...
Thursday, 28 March 2013
Thought of the week (II) : 'händerna mot himlen' and planes
This year I'm kind of following Swedish music and Swedish hits from here, which is kind of hard and from time to time a bit misleading too. Whatever. I actually love one of them (among others), "händerna mot himlen", by Petra Marklund. The translation of the title would be something like "The hands towards the sky". And I really like the song, particularly when the chorus arrives it makes me feel well (actually if you know the lyrics, the chorus is the actual positive part of the song). Well, in fact the chorus doesn't say hands towards the sky but something slightly different, but who cares lalala. Here you are, the song:
And the thought? It came to my mind when I was in the plane to Paris, and actually they were two thoughts:
- If you are in a plane and you have to raise your hands towards the sky, where the hell do you point them? Towards the floor of the plane? Maybe above your head? Just in front of you? Or where?
- I think this song is somehow positive and it actually makes me feel well. But in a plane, provided the first thought I had, is it optimistical or actually a quite depressive song? If you have to point towards the floor, that's not quite a good sign, isn't it?
Very hard reflexions I had to deal with, as you see. Hopefully someone can help me. It'd be very appreciated.
/David, thinking hard since 1989
And the thought? It came to my mind when I was in the plane to Paris, and actually they were two thoughts:
- If you are in a plane and you have to raise your hands towards the sky, where the hell do you point them? Towards the floor of the plane? Maybe above your head? Just in front of you? Or where?
- I think this song is somehow positive and it actually makes me feel well. But in a plane, provided the first thought I had, is it optimistical or actually a quite depressive song? If you have to point towards the floor, that's not quite a good sign, isn't it?
Very hard reflexions I had to deal with, as you see. Hopefully someone can help me. It'd be very appreciated.
/David, thinking hard since 1989
Friday, 22 March 2013
Good music
Listen please, listen!
As you have just been able to check, this post title, a day as today, has a good reason. It is because this is music I'm showing to you! (obviously)
Haha, just kidding, just kidding. The actual reason is because lately I'm having an extremely... bizarre? Ye, I guess this is a good word. An extremely bizarre taste with music. Better said, a funny-although-hard-to-understand musical sense of humour (and whoever who does not dare to understand me does not deserve my attention!) (forget this kind of schizophrenic attacks, ok? Thanks a lot!)
Truth to be said, I''ve always have had a peculiar affection towards some kinds of awkward music and lyrics, although it had been a long time that it didn't come to me as strongly as it's happening now. Therefore, just to vary a little bit of this funny-although-blablabla music, I'll show you a group I've discovered this morning while listening to the radio which I really liked. It is a Catalan group, and they sing in catalan. After listening to some of their songs, I can affirm that I do like them. And they are good.
Actually, there are many Catalan groups I enjoy a lot*... and that I consider they really are good. Good in the sense that they should not be felt as bizarre, you know what I mean hehe. I'll show you some of them, some day... (e.g. you should check "Manel")
In the meanwhile, I'll leave you with other song: "Bicicletes" (bikes)
* I always say that I'm a guy of songs rather than bands. Although I must admit that there are some groups I've listened to more of their songs.
Haha, just kidding, just kidding. The actual reason is because lately I'm having an extremely... bizarre? Ye, I guess this is a good word. An extremely bizarre taste with music. Better said, a funny-although-hard-to-understand musical sense of humour (and whoever who does not dare to understand me does not deserve my attention!) (forget this kind of schizophrenic attacks, ok? Thanks a lot!)
Truth to be said, I''ve always have had a peculiar affection towards some kinds of awkward music and lyrics, although it had been a long time that it didn't come to me as strongly as it's happening now. Therefore, just to vary a little bit of this funny-although-blablabla music, I'll show you a group I've discovered this morning while listening to the radio which I really liked. It is a Catalan group, and they sing in catalan. After listening to some of their songs, I can affirm that I do like them. And they are good.
Actually, there are many Catalan groups I enjoy a lot*... and that I consider they really are good. Good in the sense that they should not be felt as bizarre, you know what I mean hehe. I'll show you some of them, some day... (e.g. you should check "Manel")
In the meanwhile, I'll leave you with other song: "Bicicletes" (bikes)
* I always say that I'm a guy of songs rather than bands. Although I must admit that there are some groups I've listened to more of their songs.
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