Biografía:
Brian Harold May nació el 19 de julio de 1947 en Hampton, Middlesex, una pequeña ciudad al suroeste de Londres. Sus padres se llaman Harold y Ruth.
Brian, un joven muy apegado a sus padres, mostró pronto dos grandes aficiones: los cómics de ciencia-ficción y la guitarra, aunque su primer instrumento fue el ukelele, que su padre tocaba bastante bien. A los siete años, Brian recibió como regalo de cumpleaños una guitarra española debido a su insistencia en tener una guitarra de verdad.
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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!
Transcribed from https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CqOdu2xjlBA
[Intro]
| G D | Em C | G D | C G |
| G D | Em C | Cmaj7 | D |
| G |
[Verses]
D Em
In the year of thirty-nine assembled here the volunteers
C G D
In the days when the lands were few
Em Em7 C
And the ship sailed out into the blue and sunny morn
Dsus4 D G
The sweetest sight ever seen.
D D#dim
And the night followed day, and the storytellers say
Em F#m/E Gm/E Am
The score brave souls inside
G D
For many a lonely day sailed across the milky seas
C Em C D C G D
Ne'er looked back, never feared, never cried
G C G
Don't you hear my call though you're many years away
G C G D
Don't you hear me calling you
G B7 Em
Write your letters in the sand
Em7 C G Am
For the day I take your hand
Em7 D G
In the land that our grandchildren knew
D Em
In the year of thirty-nine came a ship in from the blue
C G D
The volunteers came home that day
Em Em7 C
And they bring good news from a world so newly born
Dsus4 D G
Though their hearts so heavily weigh
D D#dim
For the earth is old and grey, little darling we'll away
Em F#m/E Gm/E Am
But my love this cannot be
G D
For so many years have gone but I'm older but a year
C Em C D C G D
Your mother's eyes from your eyes - cry to me
G C G
Don't you hear my call though you're many years away
G C G D
Don't you hear me calling you
G B7 Em
Write your letters in the sand
Em7 C G Am
For the day I take your hand
Em7 D G D
In the land that our grandchildren knew
G C G
Don't you hear my call though you're many years away
G C G D
Don't you hear me calling you
G B7 Em
All your letters in the sand
Em C G Am
Can not heal me like your your hand
Em7 D G
For my life, still ahead, pity me
[Outro]
| G D | Em C | G D | C G |
[Intro]
| G D | Em C | G D | C G |
| G D | Em C | Cmaj7 | D |
| G |
[Verses]
D Em
In the year of thirty-nine assembled here the volunteers
C G D
In the days when the lands were few
Em Em7 C
And the ship sailed out into the blue and sunny morn
Dsus4 D G
The sweetest sight ever seen.
D D#dim
And the night followed day, and the storytellers say
Em F#m/E Gm/E Am
The score brave souls inside
G D
For many a lonely day sailed across the milky seas
C Em C D C G D
Ne'er looked back, never feared, never cried
G C G
Don't you hear my call though you're many years away
G C G D
Don't you hear me calling you
G B7 Em
Write your letters in the sand
Em7 C G Am
For the day I take your hand
Em7 D G
In the land that our grandchildren knew
D Em
In the year of thirty-nine came a ship in from the blue
C G D
The volunteers came home that day
Em Em7 C
And they bring good news from a world so newly born
Dsus4 D G
Though their hearts so heavily weigh
D D#dim
For the earth is old and grey, little darling we'll away
Em F#m/E Gm/E Am
But my love this cannot be
G D
For so many years have gone but I'm older but a year
C Em C D C G D
Your mother's eyes from your eyes - cry to me
G C G
Don't you hear my call though you're many years away
G C G D
Don't you hear me calling you
G B7 Em
Write your letters in the sand
Em7 C G Am
For the day I take your hand
Em7 D G D
In the land that our grandchildren knew
G C G
Don't you hear my call though you're many years away
G C G D
Don't you hear me calling you
G B7 Em
All your letters in the sand
Em C G Am
Can not heal me like your your hand
Em7 D G
For my life, still ahead, pity me
[Outro]
| G D | Em C | G D | C G |
Brian Nhira
Brian Piltin
Brian Protheroe
Brian Prothrow
Brian Puspos