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Sibylle Baier - Colour Green
Una de las cosas que más nos gusta de la música es que siempre nos puede sorprender, hay un montón de cosas que pasan por la cabeza en esos segundos antes de presionar el botón play. Esta historia es un tanto curiosa y un ejemplo de como la buena música puede perdurar. Sibylle Baier es una cantante y actriz nacida en Alemania quien grabó una serie de canciones junto a su guitarra y una máquina de grabación, todo en la intimidad de su hogar en Alemania
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¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
These chords are the normal shapes relative to the original C tuning. You can search around for something
that fits your own tuning or voice, you could transpose this 5 half steps down (so the Dm is an Am) and put
a capo on III to match the original key and have fairly comfortable shapes, but it's up to you.
Dm
(verse)
Dm C Em
every time I shed tears
Dm C Em
in the last past years
Dm C Em
when I pass through the hills
(chorus)
A C
oh, what images return
Dm C
oh I yearn
Dm C
for the roots of the woods
B A D C
that origin of all my strong and strange moods
Am Dm C
I lost something in the hills
C G Em
I lost something in the hills
(verse)
I grew up in declivities
others grow up in cities
where first love and soul takes rise
there where times in my life
when I felt mad and deprived
and only the slopes gave me hope
(chorus)
Em A C Dm
when I pass through the leg high grass I shall die
C Dm C
under the jasmin I shall die
Dm C
under the elder tree
B A D C
and I need not try to prepare for a new coming day
C G F C
where is it that fills the deepness I feel
B G Em A
You will say I'm not Robin the Hood
C B C B C
But how could I hide from top to foot
Dm C
that I lost something in the hills
C G Em
I lost something in the hills
Am Dm C
Oh I lost something in the hills
(verse)
Now I lean on my window sill
and I cry, though it's silly
and I'm dreaming of off and away
(chorus)
A C Dm C
oh I know further west these hills exist
Dm C Dm C
marked by apple trees marked by a straight brook
B A D C
that leads me wherever I want it to
Dm C
well I lost something in the hills
C G Em
I lost something in the hills
Am Dm C
oh, I lost something in the hills
that fits your own tuning or voice, you could transpose this 5 half steps down (so the Dm is an Am) and put
a capo on III to match the original key and have fairly comfortable shapes, but it's up to you.
Dm
(verse)
Dm C Em
every time I shed tears
Dm C Em
in the last past years
Dm C Em
when I pass through the hills
(chorus)
A C
oh, what images return
Dm C
oh I yearn
Dm C
for the roots of the woods
B A D C
that origin of all my strong and strange moods
Am Dm C
I lost something in the hills
C G Em
I lost something in the hills
(verse)
I grew up in declivities
others grow up in cities
where first love and soul takes rise
there where times in my life
when I felt mad and deprived
and only the slopes gave me hope
(chorus)
Em A C Dm
when I pass through the leg high grass I shall die
C Dm C
under the jasmin I shall die
Dm C
under the elder tree
B A D C
and I need not try to prepare for a new coming day
C G F C
where is it that fills the deepness I feel
B G Em A
You will say I'm not Robin the Hood
C B C B C
But how could I hide from top to foot
Dm C
that I lost something in the hills
C G Em
I lost something in the hills
Am Dm C
Oh I lost something in the hills
(verse)
Now I lean on my window sill
and I cry, though it's silly
and I'm dreaming of off and away
(chorus)
A C Dm C
oh I know further west these hills exist
Dm C Dm C
marked by apple trees marked by a straight brook
B A D C
that leads me wherever I want it to
Dm C
well I lost something in the hills
C G Em
I lost something in the hills
Am Dm C
oh, I lost something in the hills
Sid
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Sid Murshid
Sid Sriram
Sid Vicious