Cancion:
Iron and Wine - Passing afternoon
¡Qué preciosa canción! La voz de Sam Bean envuelve la preciosa melodía y letra, sostenida por un sencillo acompañamiento con guitarra acústica.
La letra:
There are times that walk from you like some passing afternoon
Summer warmed the open window of her honeymoon
And she chose a yard to burn but the ground remembers her
Wooden spoons, her children stir her Bougainvillea blooms
There are things that drift away like our endless, numbered days
Autumn blew the quilt right off the perfect bed she made
And she chose a yard to burn but the ground remembers her
Wooden spoons, her children stir her Bougainvillea blooms
There are things that drift away like our endless, numbered days
Autumn blew the quilt right off the perfect bed she made
And she's chosen to believe in the hymns her mother sings
Sunday pulls its children from their piles of fallen leaves
There are sailing ships that pass all our bodies in the grass
Springtime calls her children 'till she let's them go at last
And she's chosen where to be, though she's lost her wedding ring
Somewhere near her misplaced jar of Bougainvillea seeds
There are things we can't recall, blind as night that finds us all
Winter tucks her children in, her fragile china dolls
But my hands remember hers, rolling 'round the shaded ferns
Naked arms, her secrets still like songs I'd never learned
There are names across the sea, only now I do believe
Sometimes, with the windows closed, she'll sit and think of me
But she'll mend his tattered clothes and they'll kiss as if they know
A baby sleeps in all our bones, so scared to be alone
Disco:
Mono - Hymn to the inmortal wind
Película/Serie
In treatment
In treatment es una serie que muestra lo que ocurre en la consulta de un psicólogo durante los cinco días de la semana. Cada día de la semana recibe un paciente. Sin más, esta es la trama. A partir de ahí, imaginación, buen guión y buenos actores redondean una magnífica serie.
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Sunday pulls its children from their piles of fallen leaves
There are sailing ships that pass all our bodies in the grass
Springtime calls her children 'till she let's them go at last
And she's chosen where to be, though she's lost her wedding ring
Somewhere near her misplaced jar of Bougainvillea seeds
There are things we can't recall, blind as night that finds us all
Winter tucks her children in, her fragile china dolls
But my hands remember hers, rolling 'round the shaded ferns
Naked arms, her secrets still like songs I'd never learned
There are names across the sea, only now I do believe
Sometimes, with the windows closed, she'll sit and think of me
But she'll mend his tattered clothes and they'll kiss as if they know
A baby sleeps in all our bones, so scared to be alone
Disco:
Mono - Hymn to the inmortal wind
Este disco, además de tener una portada preciosa esta compuesto por preciosas melodías y armonias perfectamente comunicadas entre los intrumentos del grupo. El disco esta muy en la línea de el que ya recomendé de Explosions in the sky, quizá con un tono más épico. Sea como sea, hay que oirlo, no se puede describir.
Película/Serie
In treatment
In treatment es una serie que muestra lo que ocurre en la consulta de un psicólogo durante los cinco días de la semana. Cada día de la semana recibe un paciente. Sin más, esta es la trama. A partir de ahí, imaginación, buen guión y buenos actores redondean una magnífica serie.
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3 comentarios:
grandiosas recomendaciones
cómo me gusta esa portada!
Iron and Wine, muito bonito! Já conhecia, mas fico contente de saber que há mais quem conheça! :D!
Magnífico disco el de Mono.
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