music on rodolpho.onoeck

Endless Trouble is My Name

Tue, 27 Dec 2022 00:00:00 +0000

“Endless Trouble” is my name / Benim adım dertli dolap (a world of trouble) Like rushing water my life flows away / Suyum akar yalap yalap This is God’s command / Böyle emreylemiş Çalap (God) I know trouble, my brothers! / Derdim vardır inilerim! (strong men, brother in law)

A tree of this mountain am I / Ben bu dağın ağacıyım Neither sweet nor bitter am I / Ne tatlıyım ne acıyım A petitioner of God am I / Ben mevlâya duacıyım I know trouble, my brothers! / Derdim vardır inilerim!

Apesar de Você

Tue, 01 Nov 2022 00:00:00 +0000

Apesar de você

Hoje você é quem manda Falou, tá falado Não tem discussão A minha gente hoje anda Falando de lado E olhando pro chão, viu Você que inventou esse estado E inventou de inventar Toda a escuridão Você que inventou o pecado Esqueceu-se de inventar O perdão

Apesar de você Amanhã há de ser Outro dia Eu pergunto a você Onde vai se esconder Da enorme euforia Como vai proibir Quando o galo insistir Em cantar Água nova brotando E a gente se amando Sem parar

Wayfaring Stranger

Wed, 05 Oct 2022 00:00:00 +0000

I’m just a poor wayfaring stranger Traveling through this world below There’s no sickness, no toil or danger In that bright land to which I go

I’m going there to see my father And all my loved ones, who’ve gone on I’m just going over Jordan I’m just going over home

I know dark clouds will gather ‘round me I know my way is hard and steep Yet beauteous fields arise before me Where God’s redeemed their vigils keep

Paranoid Android

Fri, 01 Jul 2022 00:00:00 +0000

Please, could you stop the noise? I’m trying to get some rest From all the unborn chicken voices In my head

What’s that? (I may be paranoid, but not an android) What’s that? (I may be paranoid, but not an android)

When I am king You will be first against the wall With your opinion Which is of no consequence at all

What’s that? (I may be paranoid, but no android) What’s that? (I may be paranoid, but no android)

Let Down

Fri, 29 Apr 2022 00:00:00 +0000

Transport, motorways and tramlines Starting and then stopping Taking off and landing The emptiest of feelings Disappointed people Clinging on to bottles And when it comes it’s so, so disappointing

Let down and hanging around Crushed like a bug in the ground Let down and hanging around

Shell smashed, juices flowing Wings twitch, legs are going Don’t get sentimental It always ends up drivel

One day I am gonna grow wings A chemical reaction Hysterical and useless Hysterical and

Smalltown Boy

Mon, 04 Apr 2022 00:00:00 +0000

Eu conhecia a melodia dessa música, mas não conhecia a música em si. Não conhecia a história da letra e o quanto eu gostaria de conhecê-la quando eu era adolescente. Só agora sei o quanto a história da letra é tão familiar:

To your soul To your soul Cry Cry Cry

You leave in the morning with everything you own in a little black case Alone on a platform, the wind and the rain on a sad and lonely face

Wish You Were Here

Sun, 03 Apr 2022 00:00:00 +0000

E já que no último posto eu coloquei uma música que me tocou recentemente, vou repetir agora e colocar mais uma especial:

So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell, blue skies from pain. Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail? A smile from a veil? Do you think you can tell?

Did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts? Hot ashes for trees? Hot air for a cool breeze? Cold comfort for change? Did you exchange A walk-on part in the war for a lead role in a cage?