Biografía:
Klimt 1918 es una banda de rock alternativo y rock gótico (en sus comienzos) procedente de Roma (Italia). El grupo fue fundado en 1999 por los hermanos Marco y Paolo Soellner después de la rupturas de sus otra banda llamada Another Day. En la nueva banda grupos como The Cure, Bauhaus y Joy Division influyeron a Marc en su forma de escribir. En el año siguiente, 2000, completaron la formación del grupo con el bajista Davide Pesola y el guitarrista Francesco Tumbarello.
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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]
Am G D (x2)
[Verse]
Am G D
Here is a man with his clothes soiled with earth
Am G D
It's been a long trip through strange lands
Am G D
His beard is long, his eyes are tired
Am G D
There is no way to find out where he is
[Verse]
Am G D
Here is the man who looks so far away
Am G D
The lips that once kissed are now split
Am G D
Away from it all he still hopes to dare
Am G D
Would you say he's a commander?
[Instrumental]
Em Am D Em C Am D Em
[Verse]
Am G D
Here is a man who kenew true tenderness
Am G D
He pulls his gun in the grass with pale and trembling hands
Am G D
He shows no fear, despite the pain
Am G D
Would you say he's a commander?
[Pre-Chorus]
Em Am
"Ever failed. No matter. Try again
D Em
Fail again. Fail better", someone said
C Am
His face lights up, again for a while
D Em
Then the wind blows hard on the dusty trail
[Chorus]
C Am
Birds don't dare to sing to the southern stars
D Em
Rain does not come down to stroke the night
C Am
The river stops flowing through the black stones
D Em
While he smiles fear had never left
[Instrumental]
Em D C D (x4)
[Pre-Chorus]
Em Am
"Ever failed. No matter. Try again
D Em
Fail again. Fail better", someone said
C Am
His face lights up, again for a while
D Em
Then the wind blows hard on the dusty trail
[Chorus]
C Am
Birds don't dare to sing to the southern stars
D Em
Rain does not come down to stroke the night
C Am
The river stops flowing through the black stones
D Em
While he smiles fear had never left
Em
Am G D (x2)
[Verse]
Am G D
Here is a man with his clothes soiled with earth
Am G D
It's been a long trip through strange lands
Am G D
His beard is long, his eyes are tired
Am G D
There is no way to find out where he is
[Verse]
Am G D
Here is the man who looks so far away
Am G D
The lips that once kissed are now split
Am G D
Away from it all he still hopes to dare
Am G D
Would you say he's a commander?
[Instrumental]
Em Am D Em C Am D Em
[Verse]
Am G D
Here is a man who kenew true tenderness
Am G D
He pulls his gun in the grass with pale and trembling hands
Am G D
He shows no fear, despite the pain
Am G D
Would you say he's a commander?
[Pre-Chorus]
Em Am
"Ever failed. No matter. Try again
D Em
Fail again. Fail better", someone said
C Am
His face lights up, again for a while
D Em
Then the wind blows hard on the dusty trail
[Chorus]
C Am
Birds don't dare to sing to the southern stars
D Em
Rain does not come down to stroke the night
C Am
The river stops flowing through the black stones
D Em
While he smiles fear had never left
[Instrumental]
Em D C D (x4)
[Pre-Chorus]
Em Am
"Ever failed. No matter. Try again
D Em
Fail again. Fail better", someone said
C Am
His face lights up, again for a while
D Em
Then the wind blows hard on the dusty trail
[Chorus]
C Am
Birds don't dare to sing to the southern stars
D Em
Rain does not come down to stroke the night
C Am
The river stops flowing through the black stones
D Em
While he smiles fear had never left
Em
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Klopjag
Klostertaler
Kloudink
Klover
Knasterbart
Kneipenterrorist (...)
Knela Rush
Knez
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