Álbum Graceland de Paul Simon - Canciones

Graceland

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  1. The Boy In The BubbleVer letra 3:59

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    letra de The Boy In The Bubble

    It was a slow day

    And the sun was beating

    On the soldiers by the side of the road

    There was a bright light

    A shattering of shop windows

    The bomb in the baby carriage

    Was wired to the radio



    These are the days of miracle and wonder

    This is the long distance call

    The way the camera follows us in slo-mo

    The way we look to us all

    The way we look to a distant constellation

    That's dying in a corner of the sky

    These are the days of miracle and wonder

    And don't cry baby, don't cry

    Don't cry



    It was a dry wind

    And it swept across the desert

    And it curled into the circle of birth

    And the dead sand

    Falling on the children

    The mothers and the fathers

    And the automatic earth

    These are the days of miracle and wonder

    This is the long distance call

    The way the camera follows us in slo-mo

    The way we look to us all

    The way we look to a distant constellation

    That's dying in a corner of the sky

    These are the days of miracle and wonder

    And don't cry baby, don't cry

    Don't cry



    It's a turn-around jump shot

    It's everybody jump start

    It's every generation throws a hero up the pop charts

    Medicine is magical and magical is art

    The Boy in the Bubble

    And the baby with the baboon heart



    And I believe

    These are the days of lasers in the jungle

    Lasers in the jungle somewhere

    Staccato signals of constant information

    A loose affiliation of millionaires

    And billionaires and baby

    These are the days of miracle and wonder

    This is the long distance call

    The way the camera follows us in slo-mo

    The way we look to us all

    The way we look to a distant constellation

    That's dying in a corner of the sky

    These are the days of miracle and wonder

    And don't cry baby, don't cry

    Don't cry

    Músicos invitados: Vusi Khumalo (Drums), Peter Thwaites (Engineer [Assistant At Ovation Studios]), Mark Cobrin (Engineer [Assistant At The Hit Factory]), Adrian Belew (Guitar Synthesizer), Forere Motloheloa (Accordion), Makhaya Mahlangu (Percussion), Rob Mounsey (Synthesizer)
  2. GracelandVer letra 4:48

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    letra de Graceland

    The Mississippi Delta was shining

    Like a National guitar

    I am following the river

    Down the highway

    Through the cradle of the civil war



    I'm going to Graceland

    Graceland

    In Memphis Tennessee

    I'm going to Graceland

    Poorboys and Pilgrims with families

    And we are going to Graceland

    My traveling companion is nine years old

    He is the child of my first marriage

    But I've reason to believe

    We both will be received

    In Graceland



    She comes back to tell me she's gone

    As if I didn't know that

    As if I didn't know my own bed

    As if I'd never noticed

    The way she brushed her hair from her forehead

    And she said losing love

    Is like a window in your heart

    Everybody sees you're blown apart

    Everybody sees the wind blow



    I'm going to Graceland

    Memphis Tennessee

    I'm going to Graceland

    Poorboys and Pilgrims with families

    And we are going to Graceland



    And my traveling companions

    Are ghosts and empty sockets

    I'm looking at ghosts and empties

    But I've reason to believe

    We all will be received

    In Graceland



    There is a girl in New York City

    Who calls herself the human trampoline

    And sometimes when I'm falling, flying

    Or tumbling in turmoil I say

    Oh, so this is what she means

    She means we're bouncing into Graceland

    And I see losing love

    Is like a window in your heart

    Everybody sees you're blown apart

    Everybody feels the wind blow



    In Graceland, in Graceland

    I'm going to Graceland

    For reasons I cannot explain

    There's some part of me wants to see

    Graceland

    And I may be obliged to defend

    Every love, every ending

    Or maybe there's no obligations now

    Maybe I've a reason to believe

    We all will be received

    In Graceland

    Músicos invitados: Bakithi Kumalo (Bass), Vusi Khumalo (Drums), Steven Strassman (Engineer [Assistant At Amigo Studios]), Peter Thwaites (Engineer [Assistant At Ovation Studios]), Mark Cobrin (Engineer [Assistant At The Hit Factory]), Ray Phiri (Guitar), Demola Adepoju (Pedal Steel Guitar), Makhaya Mahlangu (Percussion), Everly Brothers (Vocals), Paul Simon (Vocals), Paul Simon (Backing Vocals)
  3. I Know What I KnowVer letra 3:13

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    letra de I Know What I Know

    She looked me over

    And I guess she thought

    I was all right

    All right in a sort of a limited way

    For an off-night

    She said don't I know you

    From the cinematographer's party

    I said who am I

    To blow against the wind



    I know what I know

    I'll sing what I said

    We come and we go

    That's a thing that I keep

    In the back of my head



    She said there's something about you

    That really reminds me of money

    She is the kind of a girl

    Who could say things that

    Weren't that funny

    I said what does that mean

    I really remind you of money

    She said who am I

    To blow against the wind



    I know what I know

    I'll sing what I said

    We come and we go

    That's a thing that I keep

    In the back of my head



    She moved so easily

    All I could think of was sunlight

    I said aren't you the women

    Who was recently given a Fulbright

    She said don't I know you

    From the cinematographer's party

    I said who am I

    To blow against the wind



    I know what I know

    I'll sing what I said

    We come and we go

    That's a thing that I keep

    In the back of my head

    Músicos invitados: Peter Thwaites (Engineer [Assistant At Ovation Studios]), Mark Cobrin (Engineer [Assistant At The Hit Factory]), General M.D. Shirinda (Featuring [With]), The Gaza Sisters (Featuring [With]), Paul Simon (Synthesizer [Synclavier]), Paul Simon (Vocals), The Gaza Sisters (Vocals)
  4. GumbootsVer letra 2:42

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    letra de Gumboots

    I was having this discussion

    In a taxi heading downtown

    Rearranging my position

    On this friend of mine who had

    A little bit of a breakdown

    I said breakdowns come

    And breakdowns go

    So what are you going to do about it

    That's what I'd like to know



    You don't feel you could love me

    But I feel you could



    It was in the early morning hours

    When I fell into a phone call

    Believing I had supernatural powers

    I slammed into a brick wall

    I said hey, is this my problem?

    Is this my fault?

    If that's the way it's going to be

    I'm going to call the whole thing to a halt



    You don't feel you could love me

    But I feel you could

    You don't feel you could love me

    But I feel you could



    I was walking down the street

    When I thought I heard this voice say

    Say, ain't we walking down the same street together

    On the very same day

    I said hey Senorita that's astute

    I said why don't we get together

    And call ourselves an institute



    You don't feel you could love me

    But I feel you could

    You don't feel you could love me

    But I feel you could

    Músicos invitados: Diane Garisto (Backing Vocals), Michelle Cobbs (Backing Vocals), Petrus Manile (Drums), Peter Thwaites (Engineer [Assistant At Ovation Studios]), Mark Cobrin (Engineer [Assistant At The Hit Factory]), The Boyoyo Boys (Featuring [With]), Daniel Xilakazi (Lead Guitar), Daniel Xilakazi (Rhythm Guitar), Jonhjon Mkhalali (Accordion), Lulu Masilela (Tambourine), Ralph MacDonald (Percussion), Barney Rachabane (Saxophone), Mike Makhalemele (Saxophone), Teaspoon Ndlela (Saxophone), Paul Simon (Synthesizer [Synclavier]), Paul Simon (Backing Vocals)
  5. Diamonds On The Soles Of Her ShoesVer letra 5:34

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    (a-wa) O kodwa u zo-nge li-sa namhlange

    (a-wa a-wa) Si-bona kwenze ka kanjani

    (a-wa a-wa) Amanto mbazane ayeza



    She's a rich girl

    She don't try to hide it

    Diamonds on the soles of her shoes



    He's a poor boy

    Empty as a pocket

    Empty as a pocket with nothing to lose

    Sing Ta na na

    Ta na na na

    She got diamonds on the soles of her shoes

    She got diamonds on the soles of her shoes

    Diamonds on the soles of her shoes

    Diamonds on the soles of her shoes



    People say she's crazy

    She got diamonds on the soles of her shoes

    Well that's one way to lose these

    Walking blues

    Diamonds on the soles of her shoes



    She was physically forgotten

    Then she slipped into my pocket

    With my car keys

    She said you've taken me for granted

    Because I please you

    Wearing these diamonds



    And I could say Oo oo oo

    As if everybody knows

    What I'm talking about

    As if everybody would know

    Exactly what I was talking about

    Talking about diamonds on the soles of her shoes



    She makes the sign of a teaspoon

    He makes the sign of a wave

    The poor boy changes clothes

    And puts on after-shave

    To compensate for his ordinary shoes



    And she said honey take me dancing

    But they ended up by sleeping

    In a doorway

    By the bodegas and the lights on

    Upper Broadway

    Wearing diamonds on the soles of their shoes



    And I could say Oo oo oo

    As if everybody here would know

    What I was talking about

    I mean everybody here would know exactly

    What I was talking about

    Talking about diamonds



    People say I'm crazy

    I got diamonds on the soles of my shoes

    Well that's one way to lose

    These walking blues

    Diamonds on the soles of your shoes

    Músicos invitados: Alex Foster (Alto Saxophone), Bakithi Kumalo (Bass), Isaac Mtshali (Drums), Mark Cobrin (Engineer [Assistant]), Ray Phiri (Guitar), Assane Thiam (Percussion), Babacar Faye (Percussion), Youssou N'Dour (Percussion), Lenny Pickett (Tenor Saxophone), Earl Gardner (Trumpet), Ladysmith Black Mambazo (Vocals), Joseph Shabalala (Written-By [Beginning By]), Paul Simon (Written-By [Beginning By]), Paul Simon (Guitar), Paul Simon (Vocals)
  6. You Can Call Me AlVer letra 4:39

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    letra de You Can Call Me Al

    A man walks down the street

    He says, "Why am I soft in the middle now?

    Why am I soft in the middle?

    The rest of my life is so hard

    I need a photo opportunity

    I want a shot at redemption

    Don't want to end up a cartoon

    In a cartoon graveyard"

    Bonedigger, bonedigger

    Dogs in the moonlight

    Far away my well-lit door

    Mr. Beerbelly, Beerbelly

    Get these mutts away from me

    You know I don't find this stuff

    Amusing anymore



    If you'll be my bodyguard

    I can be your long-lost pal

    I can call you Betty

    And Betty, when you call me

    You can call me Al



    A man walks down the street

    He says, "Why am I short of attention?

    Got a short little span of attention

    And, woe my nights are so long

    Where's my wife and family?

    What if I die here?

    Who'll be my role model

    Now that my role model is

    Gone gone?"

    He ducked back down the alley

    With some roly-poly little bat-faced girl

    All along along

    There were incidents and accidents

    There were hints and allegations



    If you'll be my bodyguard

    I can be your long-lost pal

    I can call you Betty

    And Betty, when you call me

    You can call me Al

    Call me Al



    A man walks down the street

    It's a street in a strange world

    Maybe it's the third world

    Maybe it's his first time around

    He doesn't speak the language

    He holds no currency

    He is a foreign man

    He is surrounded by the sound, the sound

    Cattle in the marketplace

    Scatter-lings and orphanages



    He looks around, around

    He sees angels in the architecture

    Spinning in infinity

    He says, "Amen!" and "Hallelujah!"



    If you'll be my bodyguard

    I can be your long-lost pal

    I can call you Betty

    And Betty, when you call me

    You can call me Al

    Call me



    Na na na na …



    If you'll be my bodyguard

    I can call you Betty



    If you'll be my bodyguard

    I can call you Betty



    If you'll be my bodyguard ...

    Músicos invitados: Paul Simon (Arranged By [Co-arranged By]), Paul Simon (Backing Vocals), Paul Simon (Bass Guitar [Six-string Electric Bass]), Ray Phiri (Arranged By [Co-arranged By]), Ray Phiri (Guitar), Bakithi Kumalo (Bass), Ronnie Cuber (Bass Saxophone), Ronnie Cuber (Baritone Saxophone), Isaac Mtshali (Drums), Mark Cobrin (Engineer [Assistant]), Adrian Belew (Guitar Synthesizer), Ralph MacDonald (Percussion), Rob Mounsey (Synthesizer), Morris Goldberg (Tin Whistle [Pennywhistle Solo]), Dave Bargeron (Trombone), Kim Allan Cissel (Trombone), Alan Rubin (Trumpet), Jon Faddis (Trumpet), Lew Soloff (Trumpet), Ronald Brecker (Trumpet)
  7. Under African SkiesVer letra 3:34

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    letra de Under African Skies

    Joseph's face was black as night

    The pale yellow moon shone in his eyes

    His path was marked

    By the stars in the Southern Hemisphere

    And he walked his days

    Under African skies



    This is the story of how we begin to remember

    This is the powerful pulsing of love in the vein

    After the dream of falling and calling your name out

    These are the roots of rhythm

    And the roots of rhythm remain



    In early memory

    Mission music

    Was ringing 'round my nursery door

    I said take this child, Lord

    From Tucson Arizona

    Give her the wings to fly through harmony

    And she won't bother you no more



    This is the story of how we begin to remember

    This is the powerful pulsing of love in the vein

    After the dream of falling and calling your name out

    These are the roots of rhythm

    And the roots of rhythm remain



    Joseph's face was black as night

    And the pale yellow moon shone in his eyes

    His path was marked

    By the stars in the Southern Hemisphere

    And he walked the length of his days

    Under African skies

    Músicos invitados: Ray Phiri (Arranged By [Co-arranged By]), Ray Phiri (Guitar), Paul Simon (Arranged By [Co-arranged By]), Paul Simon (Guitar), Paul Simon (Vocals), Bakithi Kumalo (Bass), Isaac Mtshali (Drums), Steven Strassman (Engineer [Assistant At Amigo Studios]), Mark Cobrin (Engineer [Assistant At The Hit Factory]), Adrian Belew (Guitar), Ralph MacDonald (Percussion), Linda Ronstadt (Vocals)
  8. HomelessVer letra 3:45

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    letra de Homeless

    Emaweni webaba

    Silale maweni

    Webaba silale maweni

    Webaba silale maweni

    Webaba silale maweni

    Webaba silale maweni



    Webaba silale maweni

    Webaba silale maweni

    Webaba silale maweni

    Webaba silale maweni

    Webaba silale maweni



    Homeless, homeless

    Moonlight sleeping on a midnight lake

    Homeless, homeless

    Moonlight sleeping on a midnight lake

    We are homeless, we are homeless

    The moonlight sleeping on a midnight lake

    And we are homeless, homeless, homeless

    The moonlight sleeping on a midnight lake



    Zio yami, zio yami, nhliziyo yami

    Nhliziyo yami amakhaza asengi bulele

    Nhliziyo yami, nhliziyo yami

    Nhliziyo yami, angibulele amakhaza

    Nhliziyo yami, nhliziyo yami

    Nhliziyo yami somandla angibulele mama

    Zio yami, nhliziyo yami

    Nhliziyo yami, nhliziyo yami



    Too loo loo, too loo loo

    Too loo loo loo loo loo loo loo loo loo

    Too loo loo, too loo loo

    Too loo loo loo loo loo loo loo loo loo



    Strong wind destroy our home

    Many dead, tonight it could be you

    Strong wind, strong wind

    Many dead, tonight it could be you



    And we are homeless, homeless

    Moonlight sleeping on a midnight lake

    Homeless, homeless

    Moonlight sleeping on a midnight lake

    Homeless, homeless

    Moonlight sleeping on a midnight lake



    Somebody say ih hih ih hih ih

    Somebody sing hello, hello, hello

    Somebody say ih hih ih hih ih

    Somebody cry why, why, why?

    Somebody say ih hih ih hih ih

    Somebody sing hello, hello, hello

    Somebody say ih hih ih hih ih

    Somebody cry why, why, why?

    Somebody say ih hih ih hih ih



    Yitho omanqoba (ih hih ih hih ih) yitho omanqoba

    Esanqoba lonke ilizwe

    (ih hih ih hih ih) Yitho omanqoba (ih hih ih hih ih)

    Esanqoba phakathi e England

    Yitho omanqoba

    Esanqoba phakathi e London

    Yitho omanqoba

    Esanqoba phakathi e England



    Somebody say ih hih ih hih ih

    Somebody sing hello, hello, hello

    Somebody say ih hih ih hih ih

    Somebody cry why, why, why?

    Somebody say ih hih ih hih ih

    Somebody sing hello, hello, hello

    Somebody say ih hih ih hih ih

    Somebody cry why, why, why?



    Kuluman

    Kulumani, Kulumani sizwe

    Singenze njani

    Baya jabula abasi thanda yo

    Ho

    Letras: Joseph ShabalalaMúsicos invitados: Andrew Fraser (Engineer [Assistant]), Ladysmith Black Mambazo (Featuring [With]), Joseph Shabalala (Lead Vocals)
  9. Crazy Love, Vol. IIVer letra 4:17

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    letra de Crazy Love, Vol. II

    Fat Charlie the Archangel

    Sliped into the room

    He said I have no opinion about this

    And I have no opinion about that

    Sad as a lonely little wrinkled balloon

    He said well I don't claim to be happy about this, boys

    And I don't seem to be happy about that



    I don't want no part of this crazy love

    I don't want no part of your love

    I don't want no part of this crazy love

    I don't want no part of your love

    I don't want no part of this crazy love

    I don't want no part of your love

    I don't want no part of this crazy love

    I don't want no part of this crazy love



    She says she knows about jokes

    This time the joke is on me

    Well, I have no opinion about that

    And I have no opinion about me



    Somebody could walk into this room

    And say your life is on fire

    It's all over the evening news

    All about the fire in your life

    On the evening news



    I don't want no part of this crazy love

    I don't want no part of your love

    I don't want no part of this crazy love

    I don't want no part of your love



    Fat Charlie the Archangel

    Files for divorce

    He says well this will eat up a year of my life

    And then there's all that weight to be lost

    She says the joke is on me

    I say the joke is on her

    I said I have no opinion about that

    Well, we'll just have to wait and confer



    I don't want no part of this crazy love

    I don't want no part of your love

    I don't want no part of this crazy love

    I don't want no part of your love

    I don't want no part of this crazy love

    I don't want no part of your love

    I don't want no part of this crazy love

    I don't want no part of this crazy love

    Músicos invitados: Paul Simon (Arranged By [Co-arranged By]), Paul Simon (Backing Vocals), Ray Phiri (Arranged By [Co-arranged By]), Ray Phiri (Guitar), Lloyd Lelose (Bass), Isaac Mtshali (Drums), Peter Thwaites (Engineer [Assistant At Ovation Studios]), Mark Cobrin (Engineer [Assistant At The Hit Factory]), Stimela (Featuring [With]), Adrian Belew (Guitar Synthesizer), Morris Goldberg (Soprano Saxophone)
  10. That Was Your MotherVer letra 2:51

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    letra de That Was Your Mother

    A long time ago, yeah

    Before you was born dude

    When I was still single

    And life was great

    I held this job as a traveling salesman

    That kept me moving from state to state



    Well, I'm standing on the corner of Lafayette

    State of Louisiana

    Wondering where a city boy could go

    To get a little conversation

    Drink a little red wine

    Catch a little bit of those Cajun girls

    Dancing to Zydeco



    Along come a young girl

    She's pretty as a prayerbook

    Sweet as an apple on Christmas day

    I said good gracious can this be my luck

    If that's my prayerbook

    Lord let us pray



    Well, I'm standing on the corner of Lafayette

    State of Louisiana

    Wondering where a city boy could go

    To get her in a conversation

    Drink a little red wine

    Dance to the music of Clifton Chenier

    The King of the Bayou



    Well, that was your mother

    And that was your father

    Before you was born dude

    When life was great

    You are the burden of my generation

    I sure do love you

    But let's get that straight



    Well, I'm standing on the corner of Lafayette

    Across the street from The Public

    Heading down to the Lone Star Cafe

    Maybe get a little conversation

    Drink a little red wine

    Standing in the shadow of Clifton Chenier

    Dancing the night away

    Músicos invitados: Alton Rubin, Sr. (Accordion), Alonzo Johnson (Bass), Alton Rubin, Jr. (Drums), Mark Miller (2) (Engineer [Assistant]), Rocking Dopsie & The Cajun Twisters (Featuring [With]), Sherman Robertson (Guitar), Johnny Hoyt (Saxophone), David Rubin (Washboard)
  11. All Around The World Or The Myth Of FingerprintsVer letra 3:15

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    letra de All Around The World Or The Myth Of Fingerprints

    Over the mountain

    Down in the valley

    Lives a former talk-show host

    Everybody knows his name

    He says there's no doubt about it

    It was the myth of fingerprints

    I've seen them all and man

    They're all the same



    Well, the sun gets weary

    And the sun goes down

    Ever since the watermelon

    And the lights come up

    On the black pit town

    Somebody says what's a better thing to do

    Well, it's not just me

    And it's not just you

    This is all around the world



    Out in the Indian Ocean somewhere

    There's a former army post

    Abandoned now just like the war

    And there's no doubt about it

    It was the myth of fingerprints

    That's what that old army post was for



    Well, the sun gets bloody

    And the sun goes down

    Ever since the watermelon

    And the lights come up

    On the black pit town

    Somebody says what's a better thing to do

    Well, it's not just me

    And it's not just you

    This is all around the world



    Over the mountain

    Down in the valley

    Lives the former talk-show host

    Far and wide his name was known

    He said there's no doubt about it

    It was the myth of fingerprints

    That's why we must learn to live alone

    Músicos invitados: Paul Simon (Acoustic Guitar), Conrad Lozano (Bass), Louie Perez (Drums), Steve Gadd (Drums [Additional]), Steven Strassman (Engineer [Assistant At Amigo Studios]), Mark Cobrin (Engineer [Assistant At The Hit Factory]), Los Lobos (Featuring [With]), Ralph MacDonald (Percussion), Steve Berlin (Saxophone), Cesar Rosas (Vocals), Cesar Rosas (Guitar), David Hidalgo (Vocals), David Hidalgo (Guitar), David Hidalgo (Accordion)

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