jueves, 3 de diciembre de 2009
The Doors, a blues and rock band
The Doors was an American rock band formed in 1965 in Los Angeles, California by vocalist Jim Morrison, keyboardist Ray Manzarek, drummer John Densmore, and guitarist Robby Krieger.
The band took their name from the title of a book by Aldous Huxley, The Doors of Perception (1954). That title was in turn taken from a line in a poem entitled "The Marriage of Heaven and Hell" by the 18th-century artist and poet William Blake: "If the doors of perception were cleansed, every thing would appear to man as it is: infinite"
VOCABULARIO
STAND /stænd/ sustantivo
(position) lugar m
(attitude) postura f
(resistance) resistencia f;
Que está en pie
WILDERNESS/'wɪldərnəs / || /'wɪldənɪs/ sustantivo
countable or uncountable (wasteland) páramo m;(jungle) jungla f
uncountable (undeveloped land) (AmE) parque m natural
INSANE /ɪn'seɪn/
adjetivo (mad) demente;(foolish) insensato
ANCIENT /'eɪnʃənt/ adjetivo
‹civilizations/ruin› antiguo;
A~ Greek griego m clásico
(colloq) (old) ‹car› del año de la pera (fam)
The killer awoke before dawn
Traducción literaria, el asesino se despertó antes del amanecer.
(position) lugar m
(attitude) postura f
(resistance) resistencia f;
Que está en pie
WILDERNESS/'wɪldərnəs / || /'wɪldənɪs/ sustantivo
countable or uncountable (wasteland) páramo m;(jungle) jungla f
uncountable (undeveloped land) (AmE) parque m natural
INSANE /ɪn'seɪn/
adjetivo (mad) demente;(foolish) insensato
ANCIENT /'eɪnʃənt/ adjetivo
‹civilizations/ruin› antiguo;
A~ Greek griego m clásico
(colloq) (old) ‹car› del año de la pera (fam)
The killer awoke before dawn
Traducción literaria, el asesino se despertó antes del amanecer.
miércoles, 2 de diciembre de 2009
Lyrics The End
This is the end, beautiful friend
This is the end, my only friend
The end of our elaborate plans
The end of everything that stands
The end
No safety or surprise
The end
I'll never look into your eyes again
Can you picture what will be
So limitless and free
Desperately in need of some stranger's hand
In a desperate land
Lost in a Roman wilderness of pain
And all the children are insane
All the children are insane
Waiting for the summer rain
There's danger on the edge of town
Ride the King's highway
Weird scenes inside the gold mine
Ride the highway West, baby
Ride the snake
Ride the snake
To the lake
To the lake
The ancient lake, baby
The snake is long
Seven miles
Ride the snake
He's old
And his skin is cold
The West is the best
The West is the best
Get here and we'll do the rest
The blue bus is calling us
The blue bus is calling us
Driver, where are you taking us?
The killer awoke before dawn
He put his boots on
He took a face from the ancient gallery
And he walked on down the hall
He went into the room where his sister lived
And then he paid a visit to his brother
And then he walked on down the hall
And he came to a door
And he looked inside
Father
Yes son?
I want to kill you
Mother, I want to. . .
C'mon baby, take a chance with us
C'mon baby, take a chance with us
C'mon baby, take a chance with us
And meet me at the back of the blue bus
This is the end, beautiful friend
This is the end, my only friend
The end
It hurts to set you free
But you'll never follow me
The end of laughter and soft lies
The end of nights we tried to die
This is the end.
This is the end, my only friend
The end of our elaborate plans
The end of everything that stands
The end
No safety or surprise
The end
I'll never look into your eyes again
Can you picture what will be
So limitless and free
Desperately in need of some stranger's hand
In a desperate land
Lost in a Roman wilderness of pain
And all the children are insane
All the children are insane
Waiting for the summer rain
There's danger on the edge of town
Ride the King's highway
Weird scenes inside the gold mine
Ride the highway West, baby
Ride the snake
Ride the snake
To the lake
To the lake
The ancient lake, baby
The snake is long
Seven miles
Ride the snake
He's old
And his skin is cold
The West is the best
The West is the best
Get here and we'll do the rest
The blue bus is calling us
The blue bus is calling us
Driver, where are you taking us?
The killer awoke before dawn
He put his boots on
He took a face from the ancient gallery
And he walked on down the hall
He went into the room where his sister lived
And then he paid a visit to his brother
And then he walked on down the hall
And he came to a door
And he looked inside
Father
Yes son?
I want to kill you
Mother, I want to. . .
C'mon baby, take a chance with us
C'mon baby, take a chance with us
C'mon baby, take a chance with us
And meet me at the back of the blue bus
This is the end, beautiful friend
This is the end, my only friend
The end
It hurts to set you free
But you'll never follow me
The end of laughter and soft lies
The end of nights we tried to die
This is the end.
martes, 1 de diciembre de 2009
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