Biografía:
Bon Iver es uno de los proyectos musicales del cantautor estadounidense de indie folk Justin Vernon, que se materializó el año 2007. El nombre viene del francés "bon hiver" ("buen invierno"). Tras la disolución de su anterior grupo DeYarmond Edison, Vernon, que fue diagnósticado de mononucleosis, se aisló del mundo en el noroeste de Wisconsin y comenzó a escribir música. En tres meses creó el disco "For Emma, Forever Ago", el cual fue lanzado bajo el nombre de Bon Iver en julio de 2007 de forma independiente.
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Otras canciones:
- 8 (circle)
- Blindsided
- Blood Bank
- Blood Blank
- Calgary
- Can't Make You Love Me Cover
- Creature Fear
- Flume
- For Emma
- Holocene
- Holocene (intro)
- I Can't Make You Love Me
- Love More
- Lovin's For Fools
- Lump Sum
- Michicant
- Perth
- Re Stacks
- Re: Stacks
- Re:stacks
- Roslyn
- Skinny Love
- Skinny Love (intro)
- Skinny Love - Simplified
- Team (bassline)
- Team (bassline) [12 Fret Version]
- The Wolves (act 1 And 2)
- Towers
- I Can’t Make You Love Me
- Roslyn (feat. St. Vincent)
- Wash
- 00000 Million
- 10
- 22 Over Soon
- 29 Strafford Apts
- 45
- 666 Upsidedowncross
- 715
- 8 Circle
- Beach Baby
- Beth Rest
- Blue Tulip
- Bruised Orange
- Calvary
- Coming Down
- For Emma Forever Ago
- Haven Mass
- Hayward Wi
- Heavenly Father
- Hinnom Tx
- I Cant Make You Love Me
- Lovins For Fools
- Minnesota Wi
- Park
- The Whippgrass
- The Wolves
- Wisconsin
- Woods
¡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!
[Verse 1]
F Bb F
Must've been forces, that took me on them wild courses
F Bb F C
Who knows how many poses, that I've been in
F Bb F
But them the main closest, hark! it gives meaning Mine
F Bb F C F
I cannot really post this, ah feel the signs
Dm F
I worried about rain and I worried bout lightning
Dm C
But I watched them off, to the light of the morning
F C F
Marking the slope, slung low in the highlands
Bb C
Where the days have no numbers
Bb C F
If it's harmed, it's harmed me, it'll harm, I let it in
[Verse 2]
F Bb F
Oh, the old modus: out to be leading live
F Bb F C
Said, comes the old ponens, demit to strive
F Bb F
A word about Gnosis: it ain't gonna buy the groceries
F Bb F C F
Or middle-out locusts, or weigh to find
Dm F
I worry about shame, and I worry bout a worn path
Dm C
And I wander off, just to come back home
F C F
Turning to waltz, hold high in the lowlands
Bb C
Cause the days have no numbers
Bb C F
It harms me, it harms me, it harms like a lamb
[Verse 3]
F Bb F
So I can depose this, partial to the bleeding vines
F Bb F C
Suppose you can't hold shit, how high I've been
F Bb F
What a river don't know is: to climb out and heed a line
F Bb C F
To slow among roses, or stay behind
Dm F
I've been to that grove where no matter the source is
Dm C
And I walked it off: how long I'd last
F C F
Sore-ring to cope, whole band on the canyon
Bb C
Cause the days have no numbers
Bb C F
Well it harms it harms me it harms, I'll let it in
F Bb F
Must've been forces, that took me on them wild courses
F Bb F C
Who knows how many poses, that I've been in
F Bb F
But them the main closest, hark! it gives meaning Mine
F Bb F C F
I cannot really post this, ah feel the signs
Dm F
I worried about rain and I worried bout lightning
Dm C
But I watched them off, to the light of the morning
F C F
Marking the slope, slung low in the highlands
Bb C
Where the days have no numbers
Bb C F
If it's harmed, it's harmed me, it'll harm, I let it in
[Verse 2]
F Bb F
Oh, the old modus: out to be leading live
F Bb F C
Said, comes the old ponens, demit to strive
F Bb F
A word about Gnosis: it ain't gonna buy the groceries
F Bb F C F
Or middle-out locusts, or weigh to find
Dm F
I worry about shame, and I worry bout a worn path
Dm C
And I wander off, just to come back home
F C F
Turning to waltz, hold high in the lowlands
Bb C
Cause the days have no numbers
Bb C F
It harms me, it harms me, it harms like a lamb
[Verse 3]
F Bb F
So I can depose this, partial to the bleeding vines
F Bb F C
Suppose you can't hold shit, how high I've been
F Bb F
What a river don't know is: to climb out and heed a line
F Bb C F
To slow among roses, or stay behind
Dm F
I've been to that grove where no matter the source is
Dm C
And I walked it off: how long I'd last
F C F
Sore-ring to cope, whole band on the canyon
Bb C
Cause the days have no numbers
Bb C F
Well it harms it harms me it harms, I'll let it in
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