Álbum Kill to Get Crimson de Mark Knopfler - Canciones
Kill to Get Crimson
2007 | 
Sello | Mercury
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En Kill to Get Crimson, de 2007, Mark Knopfler entrega uno de sus álbumes más sosegados y observacionales. Este trabajo, por lo tanto, se aleja del rock de raíces americano para adentrarse en un sonido de folk europeo, con una instrumentación rica en matices donde los vientos y los acordeones cobran un protagonismo especial.
Las canciones del disco son pequeñas viñetas, retratos de personajes y situaciones observados con una mirada a la vez irónica y compasiva. De este modo, Knopfler ejerce de cronista, con letras que hablan de artistas, marineros y gente corriente. La música acompaña estas historias con una sutileza y una elegancia exquisitas, sin un solo alarde de virtuosismo.
En consecuencia, es un álbum de madurez, la obra de un artista que ya no necesita impresionar, sino simplemente contar historias y crear belleza. En definitiva, "Kill to Get Crimson" es un disco para disfrutar con calma, un trabajo sutil y literario que recompensa al oyente con cada nueva escucha.
Listado de canciones del álbum Kill to Get Crimson
- True Love Will Never FadeVer letra 4:21
[X]letra de True Love Will Never Fade
True love will never fade
True love will never fade
True love will never fade
True love will never fade
True love will never fade
I wonder if there's no forever
No walking hand in hand
Down a yellow brick road
To never never land
These days I get to where I'm going
Make it there eventually
Follow the trail of breadcrumbs
To where I'm meant to be
To where I'm meant to be
I don't know what brought you to me
That was up to you
There's so many come to see me
Who want their own tattoo
I fixed a needle in a holder
Laid my hand upon your spine
And there upon your shoulder
I drew the picture as your sign
When I think about us
I see the picture that we made
The picture to remind us
True love will never fade
True love will never fade
True love will never fade
True love will never fade
I worked the rowdies and daytrippers
Now and then I think of you
Any which way we're all shufflin'
Forward in the queue
They like to move my operation
They like to get me off the pier
And I dream I'm on a steamer
Pullin' out of here
When I think about us
I see a picture that we made
The picture to remind us
True love will never fade
True love will never fade
True love will never fade
True love will never fade
True love will never fade
True love will never fade - The Scaffolder's Wife 3:52
- The Fizzy And the StillVer letra 4:07
[X]letra de The Fizzy And the Still
Sunday morning here we are.
The boy's come home
not quite the movie star.
He's been in Hollywood.
The boy's come home.
The boy's done good.
He says she asked too high a price
neglecting to declare
what sits between them there on ice,
chilled, with the fizzy and the still:
he tried bud didn't make it there.
'It's not for me
It's not for me'.
Sunday papers, here we are.
The boy's come home.
The boy's come home. - Heart Full Of HolesVer letra 6:36
[X]letra de Heart Full Of Holes
You can tell me your troubles
I'll listen for free.
My regulars trust me, it seems.
You can come and see Uncle
To get trought the week
Leave your pledges with me to redeem.
Some folks sell their bodies
For ten bob and go.
Politicians go pawning their souls.
Which doesn't make me
Look to bad, don't you know
Me, with my heart full of holes.
All my yesterdays broken
A watch with no face
All battered and old.
Bits of movement
All over the place
And a heart full of holes.
A heart full of holes.
A heart full of holes.
Brass knuckles and banjos
Are out on the town
All the knees-up
In Teddy Boy's Row.
The gold block and tackle
Tells the time upside down.
Rock n' roll - well, I don't know.
Dead people's wedding gifts
Walk out of the door.
A clarinet squeals to be free.
Accordions hop
From the shelves to the floor -
Start playing their polkas to me.
There's a ringing of bells
A dunderhead's curse.
Finger are pointing at you.
And you take work in hell
And be glad it's not worse
And you get to the back of the queue.
Handcuffs and hunting knives
Clang on the bars.
Air pistols shoot out the lights.
I've a whole Wailing Wall
Of electric guitars
Could shatter the windows
Down Brick Lane tonight.
If one of us dies, love
I think i'll retire
See my boys and my beautiful girl.
A Garden of Eden
No gates or barbed wire
Who knows, maybe gates made of pearls.
Well, if we go to heaven
And some say we don't
But if there's a reckoning day
Please God, I'll see you
And maybe I won't
I've a bag packed to go either way.
Redeeming your pledge, dear
I'll keep it for you.
It's not going to anywhere.
But your soul, your soul
That is not what I do.
There's not a lot I can do there
I remember the officer's watch
In my hand:
'Repair it or die' I was told
It's a wonder to me -
I still don't understand
Why I ever survived to be old
With a heart full of holes.
A heart full of holes.
A heart full of holes. - We Can Get WildVer letra 4:18
[X]letra de We Can Get Wild
We're old enough for leaving home,
The old joanna and the old trombone,
It's all going on,
I'm growing my sideboards long,
Hey you and me
Can be who we want to be.
Listen now right here,
It's going to be a beautiful year.
Calling it a teenage scene
And I have a dream,
Don't know if I'll be a star
I'm going to play guitar
I've seen this rocking cat
I want to be just like that.
Listen now right here
It's going to be a beautiful year
Hey look at you baby,
Tell your daddy your no child
Look at you baby
We can get wild.
Oh yeah
We'll be on our own
Billy Fury on the gramophone
Take you to the pictures and a dance
In my drainpipe pants
Check the mirror and the old DA
And "You can play in a day"
Listen now right here
It's going to be a beautiful year
Hey look at you baby
Tell your daddy you're no child
Hey look at you baby
We can get wild
Hey look at you baby
Tell your daddy you're no child
Hey look at you baby
We can get wild
We can get wild
Get wild
Get wild - Secondary WaltzVer letra 3:43
[X]letra de Secondary Waltz
The school Christmas party is coming
We ain't doing rugby no more
McIntyre's teaching us waltzing
Out on the gymnasium floor
Out on the gymnasium floor
McIntyre's out of the army
You'll be slippered if you get him wrong
McIntyre's din booms loud in the gym
And we've only got a little short song
We've only got a little short song
And it's one, two, three, two, two we're all a disgrace
McIntyre tore us apart
And we dance with ourselves when we'd all found a space
Waltzing with fear in our hearts
Waltzing with fear in our hearts
Comes the day of the final manoeuvre, all of our heads are a whirl
It's getting much closer to D-day
This time we're gonna do it with girls
This time we're gonna do it with girls
In the arena the ladies were waiting
A twelve year old parter to dine
Some matches were fixed, the rest of us mixed
And a fat girl got left at the side
A fat girl got left at the side
And it's one, two, three, two, two we're all a disgrace
McIntyre tore us apart
And we dance with ourselves when we'd all found a space
Waltzing with fear in our hearts
Waltzing with fear in our hearts.
When you come to my fights, and I'm under the lights
And you see that my footwork is false
Don't count me out at the start of the bout
I'm just doing the secondary waltz
Doing the secondary waltz - Punish the MonkeyVer letra 4:38
[X]letra de Punish the Monkey
Somebody's gonn'a take the fall
There's your quid pro quo
Punish the Monkey
Punish the Monkey
Punish the Monkey
And let the organ grinder go
Here comes a policeman
He won't be sidetracked
He's asking about a smoking gun
He's after the fact - Let It All GoVer letra 5:18
[X]letra de Let It All Go
When it's pop goes the weasel
Let go of the easel
You don't want
This rickety rackety life.
It's seat of the trousers
It's all sink or swim, son
I'd kill to get crimson
On this palette knife.
And I'd steal in a minute
I'm up to here in it
You here behaving
As though I'm a saint
Get a job with a pension
Don't ever mention
You once had a craving
For the brushes and paint.
So go, forget it, let it all go
Let it all go.
Go, forget it, let it all go
Go, forget it, let it all go
Let it all go.
Go, forget it, let it all go
Let it all go.
A hack writer judges
My swipes and my smudges
He doesn't like pictures
With blotches and blots.
The drawing room tea set
Wants horses, sunsets
Sweet nothing -
The seaside with yachts.
Here's the end of the thirties
No time for arties
Over in Poland
A right old to-do
So go join the navy
The air force or the army
They'll all be enrolling
Young fellows like you.
So go, forget it, let it all go
Let it all go.
Go, forget it, let it all go
Go, forget it, let it all go
Let it all go.
Go, forget it, let it all go
Let it all go.
These are not my decisions
Flaming visions
Ringing expression
The clamouring voice.
It's volcanic desire
The unquenchable fire
It isn't a question
Of having the choice.
Anyway, now I'm old
But if you won't be told
If you've been created
To answer the call
All passion and lust
Is going to end in the dust
But you'll hang on some
Government gallery wall.
So go, forget it, let it all go
Let it all go.
Go, forget it, let it all go
Go, forget it, let it all go
Let it all go.
Go, forget it, let it all go
Let it all go. - Behind With the RentVer letra 4:48
[X]letra de Behind With the Rent
This didn't used to be me, old boy
This isn't what I'd want
Pulling old night fighters
In a restaurant.
There's smoke and flames behind me
Where the self-respect all went
And I'm behind, behind
With the rent.
I've been stitched up like a kipper, old son
But I won't be again
Hell hath no fury
Oh, I'm like a lot of men.
Now I'm stalking this old Doris
With lascivious intent
And I'm behind, behind
With the rent.
Just a little duck and dive
And a bit of wheel and deal.
She'll remind me I'm a live.
She'll remind me I'm still feel
Just a little shelling out
For a bit of you-know-what
I know this is all about
Something that I never got.
Well this crumpet's past it's sell-by-date
But they all would qualify
They're going to be lonely
And be happy to comply.
She knows that I'm a chancer
Coming on like a gent
But I'm behind, behind
With the rent.
Yes, I'm behind, behind
With the rent. - The Fish And the BirdVer letra 3:45
[X]letra de The Fish And the Bird
When I gave my heart
To a tinker boy
He said a fish could love a swallow
And I will go with my travelling man
Wherever he goes I will follow.
He will mend
Your pots and pans
Your kitchen knives he'll take and sharpen
Then I'll be gone with my travelling man
And never more your doorway darkne.
The fish and the bird
Who fall in love
Will find no place to build a home in.
The fish and the bird who fall in love
Are bound forever to go roaming. - Madame Geneva's 3:59
- In the SkyVer letra 7:31
[X]letra de In the Sky
Are you home from the sea, my soul balladeer
You've been away roaming far away from here
weathered a storm, your heart unafraid
crossed every ocean in the boat that you made.
Been blowing your horn, scaring the spooks.
No crotchets or quavers in your books.
Gone sailing all night, straight in the vein
like a bird on his own flight in his domain in the sky.
Running in on the tide with the first of the stars
the moon on the water and the sound of guitars
Glide into the homing as the night falls
to tie up in the haven by the old harbour wall.
And the hard-bitten stranger as deaf as a post
who stands at the fire where a poet's dreams roast.
He can't know the story, he can't feel the pain
and all of the glory falls around him like rain in the sky.
You're a light in the dark, a beacon of hope
and strong as a sea boat, strong as a rope.
And the vagabond wind, whispers over the bay
and the songs and the laughter, are carried away in the sky.
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- eusolo52: es el mejor de todos
En Kill to Get Crimson, de 2007, Mark Knopfler entrega uno de sus álbumes más sosegados y observacionales. Este trabajo, por lo tanto, se aleja del rock de raíces americano para adentrarse en un sonido de folk europeo, con una instrumentación rica en matices donde los vientos y los acordeones cobran un protagonismo especial.
Las canciones del disco son pequeñas viñetas, retratos de personajes y situaciones observados con una mirada a la vez irónica y compasiva. De este modo, Knopfler ejerce de cronista, con letras que hablan de artistas, marineros y gente corriente. La música acompaña estas historias con una sutileza y una elegancia exquisitas, sin un solo alarde de virtuosismo.
En consecuencia, es un álbum de madurez, la obra de un artista que ya no necesita impresionar, sino simplemente contar historias y crear belleza. En definitiva, "Kill to Get Crimson" es un disco para disfrutar con calma, un trabajo sutil y literario que recompensa al oyente con cada nueva escucha.
[X]
True love will never fadeletra de True Love Will Never Fade
True love will never fade
True love will never fade
True love will never fade
True love will never fade
I wonder if there's no forever
No walking hand in hand
Down a yellow brick road
To never never land
These days I get to where I'm going
Make it there eventually
Follow the trail of breadcrumbs
To where I'm meant to be
To where I'm meant to be
I don't know what brought you to me
That was up to you
There's so many come to see me
Who want their own tattoo
I fixed a needle in a holder
Laid my hand upon your spine
And there upon your shoulder
I drew the picture as your sign
When I think about us
I see the picture that we made
The picture to remind us
True love will never fade
True love will never fade
True love will never fade
True love will never fade
I worked the rowdies and daytrippers
Now and then I think of you
Any which way we're all shufflin'
Forward in the queue
They like to move my operation
They like to get me off the pier
And I dream I'm on a steamer
Pullin' out of here
When I think about us
I see a picture that we made
The picture to remind us
True love will never fade
True love will never fade
True love will never fade
True love will never fade
True love will never fade
True love will never fade
[X]
Sunday morning here we are.letra de The Fizzy And the Still
The boy's come home
not quite the movie star.
He's been in Hollywood.
The boy's come home.
The boy's done good.
He says she asked too high a price
neglecting to declare
what sits between them there on ice,
chilled, with the fizzy and the still:
he tried bud didn't make it there.
'It's not for me
It's not for me'.
Sunday papers, here we are.
The boy's come home.
The boy's come home.
[X]
You can tell me your troublesletra de Heart Full Of Holes
I'll listen for free.
My regulars trust me, it seems.
You can come and see Uncle
To get trought the week
Leave your pledges with me to redeem.
Some folks sell their bodies
For ten bob and go.
Politicians go pawning their souls.
Which doesn't make me
Look to bad, don't you know
Me, with my heart full of holes.
All my yesterdays broken
A watch with no face
All battered and old.
Bits of movement
All over the place
And a heart full of holes.
A heart full of holes.
A heart full of holes.
Brass knuckles and banjos
Are out on the town
All the knees-up
In Teddy Boy's Row.
The gold block and tackle
Tells the time upside down.
Rock n' roll - well, I don't know.
Dead people's wedding gifts
Walk out of the door.
A clarinet squeals to be free.
Accordions hop
From the shelves to the floor -
Start playing their polkas to me.
There's a ringing of bells
A dunderhead's curse.
Finger are pointing at you.
And you take work in hell
And be glad it's not worse
And you get to the back of the queue.
Handcuffs and hunting knives
Clang on the bars.
Air pistols shoot out the lights.
I've a whole Wailing Wall
Of electric guitars
Could shatter the windows
Down Brick Lane tonight.
If one of us dies, love
I think i'll retire
See my boys and my beautiful girl.
A Garden of Eden
No gates or barbed wire
Who knows, maybe gates made of pearls.
Well, if we go to heaven
And some say we don't
But if there's a reckoning day
Please God, I'll see you
And maybe I won't
I've a bag packed to go either way.
Redeeming your pledge, dear
I'll keep it for you.
It's not going to anywhere.
But your soul, your soul
That is not what I do.
There's not a lot I can do there
I remember the officer's watch
In my hand:
'Repair it or die' I was told
It's a wonder to me -
I still don't understand
Why I ever survived to be old
With a heart full of holes.
A heart full of holes.
A heart full of holes.
[X]
We're old enough for leaving home,letra de We Can Get Wild
The old joanna and the old trombone,
It's all going on,
I'm growing my sideboards long,
Hey you and me
Can be who we want to be.
Listen now right here,
It's going to be a beautiful year.
Calling it a teenage scene
And I have a dream,
Don't know if I'll be a star
I'm going to play guitar
I've seen this rocking cat
I want to be just like that.
Listen now right here
It's going to be a beautiful year
Hey look at you baby,
Tell your daddy your no child
Look at you baby
We can get wild.
Oh yeah
We'll be on our own
Billy Fury on the gramophone
Take you to the pictures and a dance
In my drainpipe pants
Check the mirror and the old DA
And "You can play in a day"
Listen now right here
It's going to be a beautiful year
Hey look at you baby
Tell your daddy you're no child
Hey look at you baby
We can get wild
Hey look at you baby
Tell your daddy you're no child
Hey look at you baby
We can get wild
We can get wild
Get wild
Get wild
[X]
The school Christmas party is comingletra de Secondary Waltz
We ain't doing rugby no more
McIntyre's teaching us waltzing
Out on the gymnasium floor
Out on the gymnasium floor
McIntyre's out of the army
You'll be slippered if you get him wrong
McIntyre's din booms loud in the gym
And we've only got a little short song
We've only got a little short song
And it's one, two, three, two, two we're all a disgrace
McIntyre tore us apart
And we dance with ourselves when we'd all found a space
Waltzing with fear in our hearts
Waltzing with fear in our hearts
Comes the day of the final manoeuvre, all of our heads are a whirl
It's getting much closer to D-day
This time we're gonna do it with girls
This time we're gonna do it with girls
In the arena the ladies were waiting
A twelve year old parter to dine
Some matches were fixed, the rest of us mixed
And a fat girl got left at the side
A fat girl got left at the side
And it's one, two, three, two, two we're all a disgrace
McIntyre tore us apart
And we dance with ourselves when we'd all found a space
Waltzing with fear in our hearts
Waltzing with fear in our hearts.
When you come to my fights, and I'm under the lights
And you see that my footwork is false
Don't count me out at the start of the bout
I'm just doing the secondary waltz
Doing the secondary waltz
[X]
Somebody's gonn'a take the fallletra de Punish the Monkey
There's your quid pro quo
Punish the Monkey
Punish the Monkey
Punish the Monkey
And let the organ grinder go
Here comes a policeman
He won't be sidetracked
He's asking about a smoking gun
He's after the fact
[X]
When it's pop goes the weaselletra de Let It All Go
Let go of the easel
You don't want
This rickety rackety life.
It's seat of the trousers
It's all sink or swim, son
I'd kill to get crimson
On this palette knife.
And I'd steal in a minute
I'm up to here in it
You here behaving
As though I'm a saint
Get a job with a pension
Don't ever mention
You once had a craving
For the brushes and paint.
So go, forget it, let it all go
Let it all go.
Go, forget it, let it all go
Go, forget it, let it all go
Let it all go.
Go, forget it, let it all go
Let it all go.
A hack writer judges
My swipes and my smudges
He doesn't like pictures
With blotches and blots.
The drawing room tea set
Wants horses, sunsets
Sweet nothing -
The seaside with yachts.
Here's the end of the thirties
No time for arties
Over in Poland
A right old to-do
So go join the navy
The air force or the army
They'll all be enrolling
Young fellows like you.
So go, forget it, let it all go
Let it all go.
Go, forget it, let it all go
Go, forget it, let it all go
Let it all go.
Go, forget it, let it all go
Let it all go.
These are not my decisions
Flaming visions
Ringing expression
The clamouring voice.
It's volcanic desire
The unquenchable fire
It isn't a question
Of having the choice.
Anyway, now I'm old
But if you won't be told
If you've been created
To answer the call
All passion and lust
Is going to end in the dust
But you'll hang on some
Government gallery wall.
So go, forget it, let it all go
Let it all go.
Go, forget it, let it all go
Go, forget it, let it all go
Let it all go.
Go, forget it, let it all go
Let it all go.
[X]
This didn't used to be me, old boyletra de Behind With the Rent
This isn't what I'd want
Pulling old night fighters
In a restaurant.
There's smoke and flames behind me
Where the self-respect all went
And I'm behind, behind
With the rent.
I've been stitched up like a kipper, old son
But I won't be again
Hell hath no fury
Oh, I'm like a lot of men.
Now I'm stalking this old Doris
With lascivious intent
And I'm behind, behind
With the rent.
Just a little duck and dive
And a bit of wheel and deal.
She'll remind me I'm a live.
She'll remind me I'm still feel
Just a little shelling out
For a bit of you-know-what
I know this is all about
Something that I never got.
Well this crumpet's past it's sell-by-date
But they all would qualify
They're going to be lonely
And be happy to comply.
She knows that I'm a chancer
Coming on like a gent
But I'm behind, behind
With the rent.
Yes, I'm behind, behind
With the rent.
[X]
When I gave my heartletra de The Fish And the Bird
To a tinker boy
He said a fish could love a swallow
And I will go with my travelling man
Wherever he goes I will follow.
He will mend
Your pots and pans
Your kitchen knives he'll take and sharpen
Then I'll be gone with my travelling man
And never more your doorway darkne.
The fish and the bird
Who fall in love
Will find no place to build a home in.
The fish and the bird who fall in love
Are bound forever to go roaming.
[X]
Are you home from the sea, my soul balladeerletra de In the Sky
You've been away roaming far away from here
weathered a storm, your heart unafraid
crossed every ocean in the boat that you made.
Been blowing your horn, scaring the spooks.
No crotchets or quavers in your books.
Gone sailing all night, straight in the vein
like a bird on his own flight in his domain in the sky.
Running in on the tide with the first of the stars
the moon on the water and the sound of guitars
Glide into the homing as the night falls
to tie up in the haven by the old harbour wall.
And the hard-bitten stranger as deaf as a post
who stands at the fire where a poet's dreams roast.
He can't know the story, he can't feel the pain
and all of the glory falls around him like rain in the sky.
You're a light in the dark, a beacon of hope
and strong as a sea boat, strong as a rope.
And the vagabond wind, whispers over the bay
and the songs and the laughter, are carried away in the sky.
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