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«¿Cómo puede considerarse el “flower power” desfasado? La esencia de mis letras es el deseo por la paz y la armonía. Eso es lo que todo el mundo siempre ha querido. ¿Cómo puede estar desfasado?»

— Robert Plant

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martes, 3 de marzo de 2009

Letras en inglés: -Sin Título-


Black Dog

Hey hey mama said the way you move,
Gonna make you sweat gonna make you groove.
Oh oh child way you shake that thing,
Gonna make you burn gonna make you sting.
Hey hey baby when you walk that way
Watch your honey drip can't keep away.

I gotta roll can't stand still,
Got a flaming heart can't get my fill.
Eyes that shine burning red,
Dreams of you all through my head.

Hey baby,
Oh baby,
Pretty baby.

Hey baby,
Oh baby,
Pretty baby.

Didn't take too long before I found out,
What people mean by down and out.
Spent my money took my car,
Started tellin' her friends she gonna be a star.
I don't know but I been told,
A big legged woman ain't got no soul.

All I ask for when I pray,
Steady rollin' woman gonna come my way.
Need a woman gonna hold my hand,
And tell me no lies make me a happy man.

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Rock and Roll

It's been a long time since I rock and rolled,
It's been a long time since I did the stroll.
Let me get it back let me get it back,
Let me get it back where I come from.
It's been a long time been a long time,
Been a long lonely lonely lonely lonely lonely time.

It's been a long time since the Book of Love,
I can't count the tears of a life with no love.
Carry me back carry me back,
Carry me back baby where I come from.
It's been a long time been a long time,
Been a long lonely lonely lonely lonely lonely time.

Seems so long since we walked in the moonlight,
Making vows that just can't work right.
Open your arms opens your arms,
Open your arms baby let my love come running in.
It's been a long time been a long time,
Been a long lonely lonely lonely lonely lonely time.

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The Battle of Evermore

The Queen of Light took her bow,
And then she turned to go.
The Prince of Peace embraced the gloom,
And walked the night alone.

Dance in the dark of night,
Sing to the morning light.
The Dark Lord rides in force tonight,
And time will tell us all.

Throw down your plow and hoe,
Rest not to lock your homes.
Side by side we wait the might,
Of the darkest of them all.

I hear the horses' thunder down in the valley below.
I'm waiting for the angels of Avalon,
Waiting for the eastern glow.

The apples of the valley hold,
The seas of happiness.
The ground is rich from tender care,
Repay do not forget.

Dance in the dark of night,
Sing to the morning light.
The apples turn to brown and black,
The tyrant's face is red.

Oh the war is common cry,
Pick up you swords and fly.
The sky is filled with good and bad,
That mortals never know.

Oh well the night is long the beads of time pass slow.
Tired eyes on the sunrise,
Waiting for the eastern glow.

The pain of war cannot exceed,
The woe of aftermath.
The drums will shake the castle wall,
The Ringwraiths ride in black.

Sing as you raise your bow,
Shoot straighter than before.
No comfort has the fire at night,
That lights the face so cold.

Dance in the dark of night,
Sing to the morning light.
The magic runes are writ in gold,
To bring the balance back.

At last the sun is shining,
The clouds of blue roll by.
With flames from the Dragon of Darkness,
The sunlight blinds his eyes.

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Stairway to Heaven

There's a Lady who's sure,
All that glitters is gold,
And she's buying a stairway to heaven.
When she gets there she knows,
If the stores are all closed,
With a word she can get what she came for.
And she's buying a stairway to heaven.

There's a sign on the wall,
But she wants to be sure,
Because you know sometimes words have two meanings.
In a tree by the brook,
There's a songbird who sings,
Sometimes all of our thoughts are misgiven.
It makes me wonder.

There's a feeling I get,
When I look to the west,
And my spirit is crying for leaving.
In my thoughts I have seen,
Rings of smoke through the trees,
And the voices of those who stand looking.
It makes me wonder.

And it's whispered that soon,
If we all call the tune,
Then the piper will lead us to reason.
And a new day will dawn,
For those who stand long,
And the forests will echo with laughter.

If there's a bustle in your hedgerow,
Don't be alarmed now,
It's just a spring clean for the may queen.
Yes there are two paths you can go by,
But in the long run,
There's still time to change the road you're on.
And it makes me wonder.

Your head is humming and it won't go,
In case you don't know,
The piper's calling you to join him.
Dear Lady can you hear the wind blow,
And did you know,
Your stairway lies on the whispering wind.

And as we wind on down the road,
Our shadows taller than our soul.
There walks a Lady we all know,
Who shines white light and wants to show.
How everything still turns to gold,
And if you listen very hard,
The tune will come to you at last.
When all are one and one is all.
To be a rock and not to roll.

And she's buying a stairway to heaven.

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Misty Mountain Hop

Walking in the park just the other day baby,
What do you think I saw?
Crowds of people sitting on the grass with flowers in their hair said,
“Hey boy, do you wanna score?”
And you know how it is,
I really don't know what time it was,
So I asked them if I could stay a while.

I didn't notice but it had got very dark and I was really,
Really out of my mind.
Just then a policeman stepped up to me
and asked us said please hey would we care,
To all get in line.
Get in line.
Well you know,
They asked us to stay for tea and have some fun,
He said that his friends would all drop by.

Why don't you take a good look at yourself and describe what you see,
And baby baby baby do you like it?
There you sit, sitting spare like a book on a shelf rusting,
Not trying to fight it.
You really don't care if they're coming,
I know that it's all a state of mind.

If you go down in the streets today baby you better,
You better open your eyes.
Folk down there really don't care really don't care don't care really don't,
Which way the pressure lies.
So I've decided what I'm gonna do now.
So I'm packing my bags for the misty mountains,
Where the spirits go now,
Over the hills where the spirits fly.

I really don't know.

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Four Sticks

Oh baby it's crying time,
Oh baby I got to fly.
Got to try to find a way,
Got to try to get away.
Cause you know I gotta get away from you.

Oh baby, the river's red,
Oh baby, in my head.
There's a funny feeling going on.
I don't think I can hold out long.

And when the owls cry in the night,
Oh baby baby, when the pines begin to cry.
Baby baby baby how do you feel.
If the river runs dry baby,
How do you feel.

Craze baby the rainbow's end,
Mmm baby it's just a den for those who hide.
Who hide their love to depths of life,
And ruin dreams that we all knew so babe.

And when the owls cry in the night,
And baby when the pines begin to cry,
Oh baby baby how do you feel.
If the rivers run dry baby,
How do you feel.

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Going to California

Spent my days with a woman unkind,
Smoked my stuff and drank all my wine.
Made up my mind to make a new start,
Going to California with an aching in my heart.
Someone told me there's a girl out there,
With love in her eyes and flowers in her hair.

Took my chances on a big jet plane,
Never let them tell you that they're all the same.
The sea was red and the sky was grey,
I wondered how tomorrow could ever follow today.
The mountains and the canyons start to tremble and shake,
The children of the sun begin to awake.

Watch out!

Seems that the wrath of the gods,
Got a punch on the nose and it started to flow.
I think I might be sinking.
Throw me a line if I reach it in time,
I'll meet you up there where the path.
Runs straight and high.

To find a queen without a king,
They say she plays guitar and cries and sings la la la
Ride a white mare in the footsteps of dawn,
Tryin' to find a woman who's never never never been born.
Standing on a hill in my mountain of dreams,
Telling myself it's not as hard hard hard as it seems.

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When the Levee Breaks

If it keeps on raining,
Levee's going to break.
If it keeps on raining,
Levee's going to break.
When the levee breaks,
I'll have no place to stay.

Mean old levee,
Taught me to weep and moan.
Mean old levee,
Taught me to weep and moan.
Its got what it takes,
To make a mountain man leave his home.

Don't it make you feel bad,
When you're trying to find your way home,
You don't know which way to go?
If you're going down south,
They got no work to do,
If you don't know about Chicago.

Crying won't help you,
Praying won't do you no good.
Crying won't help you,
Praying won't do you no good.
When the levee breaks,
Mama you got to move.

All last night,
Sat on the levee and moaned.
All last night,
Sat on the levee and moaned.
Thinking about my baby,
And my happy home.

Going to Chicago.
Sorry but I can't take you.

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