Biografía:
Gordon Matthew Sumner, (nacido el 2 de octubre de 1951), más conocido por su nombre artístico Sting, es un músico inglés anteriormente bajista, cantante y líder del grupo musical The Police.
Sting nació el 2 de Octubre de 1951 en Wallsend (Newcastle, Inglaterra). Hijo de un lechero, fue educado en la religión católica. Desde temprana edad supo que quería ser músico. Asistió a la Universidad de Warwick en Coventry, aunque no llegó a titularse.
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Otras canciones:
- All This Time
- Dedododo Dedadada
- Desert Rose
- English Man In New York
- Every Breath You Take
- Fields Of Gold
- Fragile
- I Hung My Head
- Lithium Sunset
- Message In A Bootle
- Message In The Bottle
- Moon Over Bourbon Street
- Rue's Lullaby - Hunger Games
- Shape Of My Heart
- So Lonely
- Stolen Car
- The Night The Pugilist Learned How To Dance
- Until
- When We Dance
- Why Should I Cry For You
- Windmills Of Your Mind
- 22Nd Street
- 44 876
- 50000
- A Thousand Years
- All Four Seasons
- All Would Envy
- And Yet
- Another Day
- August Winds
- Be Still My Beating Heart
- Brand New Day
- Bring On The Night When The World Is Running Down You Make The Best Of Whats Still Around Live
- Can She Excuse My Wrongs
- Childrens Crusade
- Come Again
- Dead Mans Rope
- Deep In The Meadow Rues Lullaby
- Dessert Rose
- Dont Make Me Wait
- Down Down Down
- Dreaming In The Usa
- Ellas Danzan Solas
- Englishman In New York
- Fine Knacks For Ladies
- Fortress Around Your Heart
- Fragilidad
- Gabriels Message
- Ghost Story
- Gotta Get Back My Baby
- Have You Seen The Bright Lily Grow
- Heavy Cloud No Rain
- I Cant Stop Thinking About You
- I Was Brought To My Senses
- If I Ever Lose My Faith In You
- If You Love Somebody Set Them Free
- Im So Happy I Cant Stop Crying
- Inshallah
- Inside
- Its Probably Me
- Its Probably Me Original
- Jeremiah Blues Part 1
- Just One Lifetime
- Kusapu Air Mata Perpisahan
- La Belle Dame Sans Regret
- La Belle Dame Sans Regrets
- Let Your Soul Be Your Pilot
- Love Is The Seventh Wave
- Low Life
- Mad About You
- Mariposa Libre
- Mo Ghile Mear Our Hero
- Morning Is Coming
- My Funny Friend And Me
- One Fine Day
- Panis Angelicus
- Petrol Head
- Practical Arrangement
- Pretty Young Soldier
- Prologue If I Ever Lose My Faith In You
- Roxanne
- Russians
- Seven Days
- Si Estamos Juntos
- Sister Moon
- Something The Boy Said
- Spread A Little Happiness
- Stolen Car Take Me Dancing
- Straight To My Heart
- The Book Of My Life
- The Empty Chair
- The Hounds Of Winter
- The Last Ship
- The Lowest Trees Have Tops
- The Pirates Bride
- The Secret Marriage
- The Soul Cages
- They Dance Alone
- This War
- Tomorrow Well See
- Valparaiso
- Vengo Del Sur
- You Only Cross My Mind In Winter
- You Still Touch Me
¡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]
A D
[Verse]
F A
Another obituary in the paper today,
F D
One more for the list of those who've already fallen.
F A
Another one of our comrades is taken down,
F D
Like so many others of our calling.
F A
We tweet our anecdotes, our commentary,
F D
Or we sing his songs in some sad tribute,
F A
While the tabloids are holding a story of kiss and tell,
C
That he's no longer able to deny or refute.
[Chorus]
A D A D
50,000 voices rising every time he'd sing,
A D A D
And every word he ever wrote reflecting back to him.
[Chorus]
F A
How well I remember the stadiums we played,
F D
And the lights sweeping across a sea of 50,000 souls we'd face.
F A
A serious drug that you could never kick,
F D
Or one that you couldn't imagine you'd ever replace.
F A
We flew like kites on the wings of amphetamine,
F D
Secured only to a bass line and a snare drum beat.
F A
But really what did any of it mean?
C
When there's a higher philosophy in reflection and defeat.
[Chorus]
A D A D
50,000 voices rising every time he'd sing,
A D A D
And every word he ever wrote reflecting back to him.
A D A D
Still believing that old lie, the one that your own face betrays,
A D A
Rock Stars don't ever die, they only fade away.
[Verse]
F A
Reflecting now on my own past,
F D
Inside this prison I've made of myself.
F A
I'm feeling a little better today,
F D
Although the bathroom mirror is telling me something else.
F A
These lines of stress, one bloodshot eye,
F D
The unhealthy pallor of a troubled ghost.
F A
Where did I put my spectacle case?
C
I'm half blind and as deaf as any post.
[Outro]
A D A D
50,000 hands are raised to a man that's just like you and me.
A D A D
We create the gods we can and gift them immortality.
A D A D
Still believing that old lie, the one that your own face betrays,
A D A
Rock Stars don't ever die, they only fade away.
A D
[Verse]
F A
Another obituary in the paper today,
F D
One more for the list of those who've already fallen.
F A
Another one of our comrades is taken down,
F D
Like so many others of our calling.
F A
We tweet our anecdotes, our commentary,
F D
Or we sing his songs in some sad tribute,
F A
While the tabloids are holding a story of kiss and tell,
C
That he's no longer able to deny or refute.
[Chorus]
A D A D
50,000 voices rising every time he'd sing,
A D A D
And every word he ever wrote reflecting back to him.
[Chorus]
F A
How well I remember the stadiums we played,
F D
And the lights sweeping across a sea of 50,000 souls we'd face.
F A
A serious drug that you could never kick,
F D
Or one that you couldn't imagine you'd ever replace.
F A
We flew like kites on the wings of amphetamine,
F D
Secured only to a bass line and a snare drum beat.
F A
But really what did any of it mean?
C
When there's a higher philosophy in reflection and defeat.
[Chorus]
A D A D
50,000 voices rising every time he'd sing,
A D A D
And every word he ever wrote reflecting back to him.
A D A D
Still believing that old lie, the one that your own face betrays,
A D A
Rock Stars don't ever die, they only fade away.
[Verse]
F A
Reflecting now on my own past,
F D
Inside this prison I've made of myself.
F A
I'm feeling a little better today,
F D
Although the bathroom mirror is telling me something else.
F A
These lines of stress, one bloodshot eye,
F D
The unhealthy pallor of a troubled ghost.
F A
Where did I put my spectacle case?
C
I'm half blind and as deaf as any post.
[Outro]
A D A D
50,000 hands are raised to a man that's just like you and me.
A D A D
We create the gods we can and gift them immortality.
A D A D
Still believing that old lie, the one that your own face betrays,
A D A
Rock Stars don't ever die, they only fade away.
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