Biografía:
Stephen Joshua Sondheim (Nueva York, Estados Unidos, 22 de Marzo de 1930), es un compositor y letrista estadounidense de teatro musical.
Es considerado como el principal creador de su generación de obras de dicho género. Descrito por Frank Rich en el diario The New York Times como «el más grande y, quizá, el artista más reconocido del teatro musical estadounidense».
Es uno de los pocos ganadores de los Oscar, de múltiples premios Tony (siete
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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!
[Intro]
Cmaj7 C6 Cmaj7 C6 Cmaj C6
Cmaj7
Another hundred people just got off of the train
And came up through the ground
C
While another hundred people just got off of the bus
And are looking around
Cadd9
At another hundred people who got off of the plane
And are looking at us
Who got off of the train
And the plane, and the bus
Cmaj7
Maybe yesterday
Am7
It's a city of strangers
Dm7
Some come to work, some to play
Am7
A city of strangers
Dm7
Some come to stare, some to stay
And every day
B
The ones who stay
E A
Can find each other in the crowded streets and the guarded parks
E A
By the rusty fountains and the dusty trees with the battered barks
E F#m F#
And they walk together past the postered walls with the crude remarks
C#maj7 F#
And they meet at parties through the friends-of-friends, who they never know
C#maj7 F#
"Will you pick me up, or do I meet you there, or shall we let it go?
C#maj7
Did you get my message? 'Cause I looked in vain
F#
Can we see each other Tuesday if it doesn't rain?
G# C
Look, I'll call you in the morning, or my service'll explain."
Cmaj7
And another hundred people just got off of the train
Am7
It's a city of strangers
Dm7
Some come to work, some to play
Am7
A city of strangers
Dm7
Some come to stare, some to stay
And every day
B
The ones who stay
E A
Can find each other in the crowded streets and the guarded parks
E A
By the rusty fountains and the dusty trees with the battered barks
E F#m F#
And they walk together past the postered walls with the crude remarks
C#maj7 F#
And they meet at parties through the friends-of-friends, who they never know
C#maj7 F#
Will you pick me up, or do I meet you there, or shall we let it go?
C#maj7
Did you get my message? 'Cause I looked in vain
F#
Can we see each other Tuesday if it doesn't rain?
G# C
Look, I'll call you in the morning, or my service'll explain."
Cmaj7 C6 Cmaj7
And another hundred people just got off of the train
C6 Cmaj7 C6 Cmaj7 C6 Cmaj7
And another hundred people just got off of the train
C6 Cmaj7 C6 Cmaj7 C6 Cmaj7
And another hundred people just got off of the train
C6 Cmaj7 C6 Cmaj7 C6 Cmaj7
And another hundred people just got off of the train
C6 Cmaj7 C6 Cmaj7 C6 Cmaj7 C6
And another hundred people just got off of the train
Cmaj7 Cmaj7#5 Cmaj7 C7 Cmaj13 Cmaj7#5
Another hundred people just got off of the train!
[Outro]
Cmaj7 Cmaj7#5 Cmaj7 C7 Cmaj13
Cmaj7 Cmaj7#5 Cmaj7 C7 Cmaj13
Cmaj7 Cmaj7#5 Cmaj7 C7 Cmaj13 Cmaj7
Cmaj7 C6 Cmaj7 C6 Cmaj C6
Cmaj7
Another hundred people just got off of the train
And came up through the ground
C
While another hundred people just got off of the bus
And are looking around
Cadd9
At another hundred people who got off of the plane
And are looking at us
Who got off of the train
And the plane, and the bus
Cmaj7
Maybe yesterday
Am7
It's a city of strangers
Dm7
Some come to work, some to play
Am7
A city of strangers
Dm7
Some come to stare, some to stay
And every day
B
The ones who stay
E A
Can find each other in the crowded streets and the guarded parks
E A
By the rusty fountains and the dusty trees with the battered barks
E F#m F#
And they walk together past the postered walls with the crude remarks
C#maj7 F#
And they meet at parties through the friends-of-friends, who they never know
C#maj7 F#
"Will you pick me up, or do I meet you there, or shall we let it go?
C#maj7
Did you get my message? 'Cause I looked in vain
F#
Can we see each other Tuesday if it doesn't rain?
G# C
Look, I'll call you in the morning, or my service'll explain."
Cmaj7
And another hundred people just got off of the train
Am7
It's a city of strangers
Dm7
Some come to work, some to play
Am7
A city of strangers
Dm7
Some come to stare, some to stay
And every day
B
The ones who stay
E A
Can find each other in the crowded streets and the guarded parks
E A
By the rusty fountains and the dusty trees with the battered barks
E F#m F#
And they walk together past the postered walls with the crude remarks
C#maj7 F#
And they meet at parties through the friends-of-friends, who they never know
C#maj7 F#
Will you pick me up, or do I meet you there, or shall we let it go?
C#maj7
Did you get my message? 'Cause I looked in vain
F#
Can we see each other Tuesday if it doesn't rain?
G# C
Look, I'll call you in the morning, or my service'll explain."
Cmaj7 C6 Cmaj7
And another hundred people just got off of the train
C6 Cmaj7 C6 Cmaj7 C6 Cmaj7
And another hundred people just got off of the train
C6 Cmaj7 C6 Cmaj7 C6 Cmaj7
And another hundred people just got off of the train
C6 Cmaj7 C6 Cmaj7 C6 Cmaj7
And another hundred people just got off of the train
C6 Cmaj7 C6 Cmaj7 C6 Cmaj7 C6
And another hundred people just got off of the train
Cmaj7 Cmaj7#5 Cmaj7 C7 Cmaj13 Cmaj7#5
Another hundred people just got off of the train!
[Outro]
Cmaj7 Cmaj7#5 Cmaj7 C7 Cmaj13
Cmaj7 Cmaj7#5 Cmaj7 C7 Cmaj13
Cmaj7 Cmaj7#5 Cmaj7 C7 Cmaj13 Cmaj7
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