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A Ghost Singing
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I hear a ghost singing
outside this room I'm in,
there's a tune he keeps repeating
the melody? it goes like this;
(-a melody plays in the back-)
I hear a ghost singing, outside this flat I´m in,
there's a tune he keps repeating
says something like this;
in room 16, there's a window with a view,
what you can see through it,
well,
that's understood,
I hear a ghost singing,
outside this flat I'm,
a nice tune he keeps repeating,
it says says something like this;
in room 16, there's a window with a view,
what you can see through it,
well,
that's understood,
people dancing to this song I'm singing,
I hear a ghost singing,
I hear a ghost singing.
(...)
Escolt una veu cantant,
Defora l'edifici on em trob.
La melodia fa mes o menys així...
(sona una melodia de fons)
La veu repeteix una frase, que diu més o menys així;
"A l'habitació núm 16 hi ha una finestra amb vistes"
"I el que pots veure dedins es sabut;
Gent ballant,
La cançó que estic cantant"
Protagonistes; una parella ballant una música que sona a través de la paret,
Dos fantasmes; un escolta i l'altre canta.
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I think i'm in love.
From head to toe, in odd places,
I think I'm in love,
I can feel it in my fingertips.
friends say: "hey, you look like you just have been shagged. all over.".
I think I'm in love,
I can feel it in my fingertips.
and I'm obliged to say it hasn't been like this since, when? I don't remember.
I think I'm in love,
I can feel it in my fingertips.
Crec que estic enamorat, de cap a peus, en llocs que ni sabia que hi fossin, crec que estic enamorat, ho puc sentir a la punta dels dits. Em diuen "sembla que t'acabin de follar ben follat". No puc recordar quan fa que no me sent així. Crec que estic enamorat, ho puc sentir a la punta dels dits.
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Es ell qui està amb guerra amb si mateix,
un home així et durà a les ombres,
es ell qui està jugant un pols amb si mateix, un home així et durà a les ombres,
i he passat tot un any dins un hivern,
un home així em durà a les ombres,
un pas en fals et durà a n'aquest indret, on ell ara viu amb mi
I he marcat els anys amb les ungles a la paret,
un home així em durà a les ombres,
I he passat tot un any dins un infern,
i sense llum he vist les ombres,
un pas en fals et durà a n'aquest indret,
on ell ara viu amb mi
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some may say, why climb the highest mountain?
we choose to go to the moon!
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The Cicely Satellites Alaska
From the ashes of things learnt and memories forgotten rise the cicely satellites, a collective of 6 creatures of the night.
Here they are in cronological order most of the recordings done by two entities: the satellites and the cicely satellites
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