Biografía:
John Renbourn (Marylebone, 8 de agosto de 1944 - Hawick, 26 de marzo de 2015) fue uno de los más importantes músicos del folk-rock británico, fundador de The Pentangle, influenciado no sólo por el folk sino también por la música clásica (especialmente la música antigua) o el blues. También colaboró en diversos discos con Bert Jansch o Stefan Grossman.
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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!
C G Am E
It was in the rainy season - waiting for the train
Am D Bm E
Leaving in the afternoon - all on your own again.
D Am D Am
Do you really understand it? Can you tell me why it is this way?
G F C Am D
Sad lady at her portmanteau with no words left to say,
F C Am D F
Saving that it's only something that can happen any day.
C G Am E
Too loose, circus rider, turn on your childish grin,
Am D Bm E
Shine on through the long black night, go ride the dawn again.
D Am D Am
Your eyes are stars that sweetly twinkle, aureole around your head aflame.
G F C Am D
Sad story that you cannot tell, where no one is to blame.
F C Am D F
And anyhow its only something sure to come down with the rain.
G F C G Am
Would I could hear your song so clear, the words could touch the air,
C Am D F
And catch the moon's reflection in the colour of her hair.
C Am C G Am
To ease this ache of loneliness and blind the vicious stare.
C G Am E
Even now I do remember one thing more that is not told,
Am D Bm E
Just a slightly twisted crystal heart to keep you from the cold.
D Am D Am
All up the coast along the highway nobody there will know your name.
G F C Am D
So strange how things should work out now, yet still remain the same.
F C Am D F
And even so you know there's nothing that can ever really change...
It was in the rainy season - waiting for the train
Am D Bm E
Leaving in the afternoon - all on your own again.
D Am D Am
Do you really understand it? Can you tell me why it is this way?
G F C Am D
Sad lady at her portmanteau with no words left to say,
F C Am D F
Saving that it's only something that can happen any day.
C G Am E
Too loose, circus rider, turn on your childish grin,
Am D Bm E
Shine on through the long black night, go ride the dawn again.
D Am D Am
Your eyes are stars that sweetly twinkle, aureole around your head aflame.
G F C Am D
Sad story that you cannot tell, where no one is to blame.
F C Am D F
And anyhow its only something sure to come down with the rain.
G F C G Am
Would I could hear your song so clear, the words could touch the air,
C Am D F
And catch the moon's reflection in the colour of her hair.
C Am C G Am
To ease this ache of loneliness and blind the vicious stare.
C G Am E
Even now I do remember one thing more that is not told,
Am D Bm E
Just a slightly twisted crystal heart to keep you from the cold.
D Am D Am
All up the coast along the highway nobody there will know your name.
G F C Am D
So strange how things should work out now, yet still remain the same.
F C Am D F
And even so you know there's nothing that can ever really change...
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