| 17 de noviembre de 2020 |
Canciones que hablan del hogar
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Hoy el trio formado por Mar Amate. Alberto Herrera y Fernando Salaverri nos trae canciones que hablan del “hogar”, de la “casa” donde vivimos, que en estos últimos meses, se han convertido, más que nunca, en protagonistas de nuestras vidas.
Canciones de todo pelaje, de todos los ritmos y géneros que hablan de la “casa”, del “hogar”.
Éxitos como: “Come on – A my house” (Ven a mi casa) de Rosemary Clooney (1951); “Our house” (nuestra casa) de Madness de 1982; ”A House is not a home” (Una casa no es un hogar) de Brook Benton (1964); “Burning down the house” (Quemando la casa) de Tom Jones & The Cardigans (1999); “Our house” (Nuestra casa) de Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young (1970) y “La casa no es igual” de Melendi (2016)
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1.- Rosemary Clooney - "Come on – A my house"
Come on – A my house
Come on-a my house my house, I'm gonna give you candy
Come on-a my house, my house, I'm gonna give a you
Apple a plum and apricot-a too eh
Come on-a my house, my house a come on
Come on-a my house, my house a come on
Come on-a my house, my house I'm gonna give a you
Figs and dates and grapes and cakes eh
Come on-a my house, my house a come on
Come on-a my house, my house a come on
Come on-a my house, my house, I'm gonna give you candy
Come on-a my house, my house, I'm gonna give you everything
Come on-a my house my house, I'm gonna give you Christmas tree
Come on-a my house, my house, I'm gonna give you
Marriage ring and a pomegranate too ah
Come on-a my house, my house a come on
Come on-a my house, my house a come on
Come on-a my house, my house I'm gonna give a you
Peach and pear and I love your hair ah
Come on-a my house, my house a come on
Come on-a my house, my house a come on
Come on-a my house, my house, I'm gonna give you Easta-egg
Come on-a my house, my house, I'm gonna give you
Everything - everything - everything
Come on-a my house-a
2.- Madness - "Our house"
Our house
Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our
Our house, in the middle of our
Father wears his Sunday best
Mother's tired she needs a rest
The kids are playing up downstairs
Sister's sighing in her sleep
Brother's got a date to keep
He can't hang around
Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our
Our house it has a crowd
There's always something happening
And it's usually quite loud
Our mum she's so house-proud
Nothing ever slows her down
And a mess is not allowed
Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our ...
Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our ...
Something tells you that you've got to get away from it
Father gets up late for work
Mother has to iron his shirt
Then she sends the kids to school
Sees them off with a small kiss
She's the one they're going to miss
In lots of ways
Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our ...
I remember way back then when everything was true and when
We would have such a very good time such a fine time
Such a happy time
And I remember how we'd play simply waste the day away
Then we'd say nothing would come between us two dreamers
Father wears his Sunday best
Mother's tired she needs a rest
The kids are playing up downstairs
Sister's sighing in her sleep
Brother's got a date to keep
He can't hang around
Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our ...
Our house, was our castle and our keep
Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, that was where we used to sleep
Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our street
3.- Brook Benton - "A House is not a home"
A House is not a home
A chair is still a chair
Even when there's no one sitting there
But a chair is not a house
And a house is not a home
When there's no one there to hold you tight,
And no one there you can kiss good night.
A room is still a room
Even when there's nothing there but gloom;
But a room is not a house,
And a house is not a home
When the two of us are far apart
And one of us has a broken heart.
Now and then I call your name
And suddenly your face appears
But it's just a crazy game
When it ends it ends in tears.
Darling, have a heart,
Don't let one mistake keep us apart.
I'm not meant to live alone. Turn this house into a home.
When I climb the stairs and turn the key,
please be there still in love with me.
ohohoh
im not meant to live long turn this house into a home,
when i climb the stairs and turn the key, please be there,
still in love with me
(music fades out)
4.- Tom Jones & The Cardigans - "Burning down the house"
Burning down the house
Watch out!
You might get what you're after
Cool babies
Strange but not a stranger
I'm an ordinary guy
Burning down the house
Hold tight!
Wait 'til the party's over
Hold tight!
We're in for nasty weather
There has got to be a way
Burning down the house
Here's your ticket pack your bags
Time for jumpin' overboard
The transportation is here
Close enough but not too far
Maybe you know where you are
Fightin' fire with fire!
All wet!
Hey, you might need a raincoat
Shakedown
Dreams walking in broad daylight
Three hundred sixty five degrees
Burning down the house
It was once upon a place
Sometimes I listen to myself
Gonna come in first place
People on their way to work
Baby, what did you expect?
Gonna burst into flame
Firing fire with fire
Firing fire with fire
Burning down the house
My house's, so out of ordinary
That's right
Don't want to hurt nobody
Some things sure can sweep me off my feet
Burning down the house
Watch out!
You might get what you're after
Cool babies
Strange but not a stranger
I'm an ordinary guy/girl
Burning down the house
Three hundred sixty five degrees
Burning down the house
Firing fire with fire
Gonna burst into flame
Firing fire with fire
Gonna burst into flame
Burning down the house
My house
Burning down the house
No visible means of support
And you have not seen nothin' yet
Everything's stuck together
I don't know what you expect
Staring into the your TV set
Fighting fire with fire
Burning down the house
5.- Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young - "Our house"
Our house
I'll light the fire
You place the flowers in the vase
That you bought today
Staring at the fire
For hours and hours
While I listen to you
Play your love songs
All night long for me
Only for me
Come to me now
And rest your head for just five minutes
Everything is done
Such a cosy room
The windows are illuminated
By the evening
Sunshine through them
Fiery gems for you
Only for you
Our house is a very, very, very fine house
With two cats in the yard
Life used to be so hard
Now everything is easy
'Cause of you
And our la-la, la-la-la la la...
Our house is a very, very, very fine house
With two cats in the yard
Life used to be so hard
Now everything is easy
'Cause of you
And our
I'll light the fire
While you place the flowers in the vase
That you bought today
6.- Melendi - "La casa no es igual"
La casa no es igual
Andabas por casa como los fantasmas
Con los pies descalzos para no hacer ruido
Yo estaba esperando que tu me dijeras
La típica frase con la que todos los finales empiezan
"Tengo que hablar contigo, amor, esto ya no funciona"
La casa no es igual, amor, sin ti
La casa sin tu ropa por el suelo
Es como un parque sin hojas en noviembre
Me dejaste tantos peros, que ahora vivo en un quizás
Duermo con la puerta abierta
Para ver si tus recuerdos se deciden a marchar
No hay manera de olvidar que sin tu interpretación
La casa no es igual
Los días se pasan como una condena
Y siento que nadie leyó mis derechos
Son bajos los techos, las nubes eternas
Y no deja de sonar esa canción que escuche entre tus piernas
Si la culpa fue mía, perdón
Si fue tuya, perdona
La casa no es igual, amor, sin ti
Me paso todo el día patinando
Porque nuestra habitación ahora es de hielo
Los espejos no sonríen, y en el baño hay huelga armada
Por dejarte solo el rímel y llevarte tu mirada
Es un viejo galeón que se oxida bajo el mar
Porque, amor, sin ti la casa no es igual
Los borrachos y los niños dicen siempre la verdad
Y amor, desde que te fuiste, ya ves, soy mitad y mitad
No he aprendido a vivir solo, puede que no haya querido
Porque yo solo imagino una vida contigo
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