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  Canción de Leonard Cohen en su álbum New Skin for the Old Ceremony de 1974. Letra I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel You were talkin' so brave and so sweet Givin' me head on the unmade bed While the limousines wait in the street Those were the reason an' that was New York We were runnin' for the money and the flesh An' that was called love for the workers in song Probably still is for those of them left Ah, but you got away, didn't you babe You just turned your back on the crowd You got away, I never once heard you say I need you, I don't need you I need you, I don't need you And all of that jiving around I remember you well in Chelsea Hotel You were famous, your heart was a legend You told me again you preferred handsome men But for me you would make an exception An' clenching your fist for the ones like us Who are oppressed by the figures of beauty You fixed yourself, you said, "Well, never mind We are ugly but we have the music" ...

  Canción  del cantautor francés Georges Moustaki, lanzada en 1966.    Letras Pour avoir si souvent dormi avec ma solitude, Je m'en suis fait presque une amie, une douce habitude. Elle ne me quitte pas d'un pas, fidèle comme une ombre. Elle m'a suivi ça et là, aux quatres coins du monde. Non, je ne suis jamais seul avec ma solitude. Quand elle est au creux de mon lit, elle prend toute la place, Et nous passons de longues nuits, tous les deux face à face. Je ne sais vraiment pas jusqu'où ira cette complice, Faudra-t-il que j'y prenne goût ou que je réagisse? Non, je ne suis jamais seul avec ma solitude. Par elle, j'ai autant appris que j'ai versé de larmes. Si parfois je la répudie, jamais elle ne désarme. Et, si je préfère l'amour d'une autre courtisane, Elle sera à mon dernier jour, ma dernière compagne. Non, je ne suis jamais seul avec ma solitude. Non, je ne suis jamais seul avec ma solitude.

  Balada folclórica irlandesa escrita en 1979 por Pete St. John Ambientada durante la hambruna de 1840, la letra presenta a un hombre de Athenry, en el condado de Galway , que robó comida para su familia y fue sentenciado a ser deportado a la colonia penal australiana.  Letra: By a lonely prison wall I heard a young girl calling Michael they have taken you away For you stole Trevelyan's corn So the young might see the morn Now a prison shop lies waiting in the bay Low lie the fields of Athenry Where once we watched the small free birds fly Our love was on the wing We had dreams and songs to sing It's so lonely round the fields of Athenry By a lonely prison wall I heard a young man calling Nothing matters, Mary, when you're free Against the famine and the crown I rebelled, they cut me down Now you must raise our child with dignity By a lonely harbour wall She watched the last star falling As the prison ship sailed out against the sky For she lived in hope and pray For her ...

  “La Peregrinación” (“A la huella”) es un villancico, compuesto en 1964 entre el músico Ariel Ramirez y  Félix Luna, con ritmo de huella (típico baile argentino). Ariel Ramírez  escribió, además canciones como  “ Alfonsina y el mar ”,  la Misa Criolla  .  Letra:  A la huella, a la huella, José y María, por las pampas heladas, cardos y ortigas. A la huella, a la huella, cortando campo. No hay cobijo ni fonda; sigan andando. Florecita del campo, clavel del aire, si ninguno te aloja, ¿a dónde naces? ¿Dónde naces, florcita, que estás creciendo? Palomita asustada, grillo sin sueño. A la huella, a la huella, José y María, con un Dios escondido, nadie sabía. A la huella, a la huella los peregrinos. ¡Préstenme una tapera para mi niño!  A la huella, a la huella, soles y lunas; dos ojitos de almendra, piel de aceituna. Ay burrito del campo! ¡Ay buey barcino!  ¡Mi niño está viniendo, háganle sitio! Un ranchito de quincha sólo me ampara; dos alien...

  «Superstar» es una canción de 1969 escrita por Bonnie Bramlett y Leon Russell ( A song for you ). Aquí la versión de 1971 por The Carpenters.

  Versión de Joan Baez de la canción compuesta por Bob Dylan en 1962  Letra It ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe If'n you don't know by now And it ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe It'll never do somehow When your rooster crows at the break of dawn Look out your window and I'll be gone You're the reason I'm a-traveling on But don't think twice, it's all right … And it ain't no use in turning on your light, babe That light I never knowed And it ain't no use in turning on your light, babe I'm on the dark side of the road But I wish there was somethin' you would do or say To try and make me change my mind and stay But we never did too much talking anyway But don't think twice, it's all right … So it ain't no use in calling out my name, gal Like you never done before And it ain't no use in calling out my name, gal I can't hear you anymore I'm a-thinking and a-wonderin' walking down the road I ...

  Versión de Leonard Cohen del tema La Complainte du partisan (El Lamento del partisano) escrita por Emmanuel d'Astier de la Vigerie  en 1943 y música de Anna Marly.  ​  Letra When they poured across the border I was cautioned to surrender This I could not do I took my gun and vanished. I have changed my name so often I've lost my wife and children But I have many friends And some of them are with me An old woman gave us shelter Kept us hidden in the garret Then the soldiers came She died without a whisper There were three of us this morning I'm the only one this evening But I must go on The frontiers are my prison Oh, the wind, the wind is blowing Through the graves the wind is blowing Freedom soon will come Then we'll come from the shadows Les Allemands étaient chez moi Ils me dirent, "résigne toi" Mais je n'ai pas peur J'ai repris mon âme J'ai changé cent fois de nom J'ai perdu femme et enfants Mais j'ai tant d'amis J'ai la Franc...

  Canción del canadiense Leonard Cohen  de su álbum  Songs of Love and Hate  de 1971. Letra I stepped into an avalanche, it covered up my soul; when I am not this hunchback that you see, I sleep beneath the golden hill. You who wish to conquer pain, you must learn to serve me well. You strike my side by accident as you go down for your gold. The cripple here that you clothe and feed is neither starved nor cold; he does not ask for your company, not at the centre of the world. When I am on this pedestal, you did not raise me there. Your laws do not compel me to kneel grotesque and bare. I myself am the pedestal for this ugly hump at which you stare. stare, stare You who wish to conquer pain, you must learn what makes me kind; the crumbs of love that you offer me, they're the crumbs I've left behind. Your pain is no credential here, it's just the shadow of my wound. I have begun to long for you, I who have no need I have begun to wait for you, I who have no need. You s...

  Versión de Don McLean de la canción irlandesa escrita por Percy French (1854-1920), y música  adaptada por Houston Collisson (1865-1920) de la melodía  tradicional irlandesa " Carrigdonn ". Letra Oh, Mary, this London's a wonderful sight With people here working by day and by night They don't sow potatoes nor barley nor wheat But there's gangs of them diggin' For gold in the street At least when I asked them That's what I was told so I just took a hand At this diggin' for gold But for all that I've found there I might as well be In the place where the dark Mourne Sweeps down to the sea I believe that when writin' A wish you expressed As to how the fine ladies In London were dressed Well if you'll believe me When asked to a ball They don't wear no tops to Their dresses at all Oh, I've seen them myself and You could not in truth Tell it if they were bound for A ball or a bath Don't be startin' them fashions now Mary McRee In...

  Hermosa melodía  tradicional irlandesa denominada Música de las Hadas , en la versión de viento de Paddy Moloney y Sean Potts.  Esta música evoca imágenes de misterio y belleza natural.  Aparece en la película Barry Lyndon de 1975 dirigida por Stanley Kubrick. 

  Tema sobrio e insistente de The Chieftains de 1973

  Canción escrita por  Leonard Cohen de 1968  Letra Like a bird on the wire Like a drunk in a midnight choir I have tried in my way to be free Like a worm on a hook Like a knight from some old fashioned book I have saved all my ribbons for thee If I, if I have been unkind I hope that you can just let it go by If I, if I have been untrue I hope you know it was never to you Oh, like a baby, stillborn Like a beast with his horn I have torn everyone who reached out for me But I swear by this song And by all that I have done wrong I will make it all up to thee I saw a beggar leaning on his wooden crutch He said to me, "You must not ask for so much" And a pretty woman leaning in her darkened door She cried to me, "Hey, why not ask for more?" Oh, like a bird on the wire Like a drunk in a midnight choir I have tried in my way to be free

  Canción escrita, compuesta por Tim Hardin en 1965, y la versión  Rod Stewart de1971  Letra If I listened long enough to you I'd find a way to believe that it's all true Knowing that you lied Straight-faced while I cried Still I look to find a reason to believe Someone like you Makes it hard to live without Somebody else Someone like you Makes it easy to give Never think about myself If I gave you time to change my mind I'd find the way just to leave all the past behind Knowing that you lied Straight-faced while I cried Still I look to find a reason to believe If I listened long enough to you I'd find a way to believe that it's all true Knowing that you lied Straight-faced while I cried Still I look to find a reason to believe Someone like you Makes it hard to live without Somebody else Someone like you Makes it easy to give Never think about myself Someone like you Makes it hard to live without Somebody else Someone like you Makes it easy to give Never think about...

  Canción compuesta por Hedy West en 1961 y popularizada por Joan Baez . Aquí en la versión de Peter, Paul and Mary. Letra If you miss the train I'm on, you will know that I am gone  You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles,  a hundred miles, a hundred miles, a hundred miles, a hundred miles,  You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles.  Lord I'm one, Lord I'm two, Lord I'm three, Lord I'm four,  Lord I'm 500 miles from my home.  500 miles, 500 miles, 500 miles, 500 miles  Lord I'm five hundred miles from my home.  Not a shirt on my back, not a penny to my name  Lord I can't go a-home this a-way  This a-away, this a-way, this a-way, this a-way,  Lord I can't go a-home this a-way.  If you miss the train I'm on you will know that I am gone  You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles. 

  Canción de J. J. Cale de 1972 Letra Whippoorwill's singing Soft summer breeze Makes me think of my babe I left down in New Orleans I left down in New Orleans Magnolia, you sweet thing You're driving me mad Got to get back to you, babe You're the best I ever had You're the best I ever had You whisper "Good morning" So gently in my ear I'm coming home to you, babe I'll soon be there I'll soon be there Magnolia, you sweet thing You're driving me mad I got to get back to you, babe You're the best I ever had

  Canción compuesta por Bob Dylan en 1962, muy versionada. Una de las mas famosas es la del trio Peter, Paul and Mary en 1963   Letra … It ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe If'n you don't know by now And it ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe It'll never do somehow When your rooster crows at the break of dawn Look out your window and I'll be gone You're the reason I'm a-traveling on But don't think twice, it's all right … And it ain't no use in turning on your light, babe That light I never knowed And it ain't no use in turning on your light, babe I'm on the dark side of the road But I wish there was somethin' you would do or say To try and make me change my mind and stay But we never did too much talking anyway But don't think twice, it's all right … So it ain't no use in calling out my name, gal Like you never done before And it ain't no use in calling out my name, gal I can't hear you anymore I...

  Canción de 1970 de Don McLean en homenaje a Vincent van Gogh .  Letra Starry, starry night Paint your palette blue and gray Look out on a summer's day With eyes that know the darkness in my soul Shadows on the hills Sketch the trees and the daffodils Catch the breeze and the winter chills In colors on the snowy linen land Now I understand What you tried to say to me And how you suffered for your sanity And how you tried to set them free They would not listen, they did not know how Perhaps they'll listen now Starry, starry night Flaming flowers that brightly blaze Swirling clouds in violet haze Reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue Colors changing hue Morning fields of amber grain Weathered faces lined in pain Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand Now I understand What you tried to say to me And how you suffered for your sanity And how you tried to set them free They would not listen, they did not know how Perhaps they'll listen now For they could not love...

  Canción de Jim Croce de 1972 Letra I'm walkin' back to Georgia And I hope she will take me back Nothin' in my pockets And all I own is upon my back But she's the girl who said she loved me On that hot dusty Macon road And if she's still around, I'm gonna settle down With that-a hard lovin' Georgia girl I'm walkin' back to Georgia She's the only one who knows How it feels when you lose a dream And how it feels when you dream alone But she's the girl who said she loved me On that hot dusty Macon road And if she's still around, I'm gonna settle down With that-a hard lovin' Georgia girl Georgia, can you hear me callin'? Oh, I'll be home in just a while And if I had to I'd be crawlin' Just to share another mornin' smile But you're the girl who said you loved me On that hot dusty long ago And if you're still around, I'm gonna settle down With you my hard lovin' Georgia girl Because I'm walkin...

  Canción de Paul McCartney de 1971.  Letra I look high, I look low I'm lookin' everywhere I go Lookin' for a home in the heart of the country I'm gon' move, I'm gon' go I'm gon' tell everyone I know Lookin' for a home in the heart of the country Heart of the country Where the holy people grow Heart of the country Smell the grass in the meadow Whoa, whoa, whoa Want a horse, I want a sheep I wanna get me a good night's sleep Livin' in a home in the heart of the country I'm gon' move, I'm gon' go Gon' tell everyone I know Livin' in a home in the heart of the country Heart of the country Where the holy people grow Heart of the country Smell the grass in the meadow Whoa, whoa, whoa Want a horse, I got a sheep I'm gonna get me a good night's sleep Livin' in a home in the heart of the country I'm gon' move, I'm gon' go Gon' tell everyone I know, oh-oh-oh In the heart of the country Heart o...

  Canción tradicional escocesa de 1843. A continuación la versión de The Chieftains Letra Oh! rowan tree, oh! rowan tree, Thou'lt aye be dear to me, En twin'd thou art wi' mony ties O' hame and infancy. Thy leaves were aye the first o' spring, Thy flow'rs the simmer's pride; There was na sic a bonnie tree In a' the countrie side. Oh! rowan tree. How fair wert thou in simmer time, Wi' a' thy clusters white, How rich and gay thy autumn dress, Wi' berries red and bright. On thy fair stem were mony names, Which now nae mair I see; But thy're engraven on my heart, Forgot they ne'er can be. Oh! rowan tree. We sat aneath thy spreading shade, The bairnies round thee ran, They pu'd thy bonnie berries red, And necklaces they strang; My mither, oh! I see her still, She smiled our sports to see, Wi' little Jeanie on her lap, And Jamie on her knee. Oh!, rowan tree. Oh! there arose my father's prayer In holy evening's calm; How swee...