Biografía:
Marika Louise Hackman (Hampshire, Inglaterra, 17 de febrero de 1992) es una vocalista, multi-instrumentista y compositora inglesa. Cultiva el género inglés-folk y se destaca por sus letras oscuras y melancólicas.
Hasta el 2017 Hackman ha lanzado tres álbumes: un EP, That Iron Taste en 2013; su primer álbum de larga duración, We Slept at Last en 2015; y su último lanzamiento, I'm Not Your Man en 2017. También ha publicado tres EP, Sugar Blind (2013), Deaf Heat (2014) y Wonderland (2016).
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Otras canciones:
- Claude’s Girl
- Drown
- Am
- Apple Tree
- Bath Is Black Acoustic
- Before I Sleep
- Boyfriend
- Cannibal
- Cigarette
- Cinnamon
- Claudes Girl
- Deep Green
- Eastbound Train
- Ginas World
- Id Rather Be With Them
- Ill Borrow Time
- Itchy Teeth
- Monday Afternoon
- My Lover Cindy
- Next Year
- O Come O Come Emmanuel
- Ophelia
- Plans
- Skin
- So Long
- Times Been Reckless
- Undone Undress
- Violet
- Wolf
- You Come Down
¡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 C D7 F
(whistling, no accompaniment)
Am
[Verse 1]
Am C
Here I hang from the apple tree
D7 F
Oh, take a little bite, take a bite for me
Am Em
The pain, it keeps me sane
G G/F# Am
For I am more than a taste
Am C
The taste in the mouths of the starving crowds
D7 F
Oh, pulling at the leaves, pulling off to me
Am Em
In feet first the savage dust
G G/F# Am
Don’t leave me be, leave me be
[Chorus 1]
Am
Leave me be, I’m tired
C G Am
And I feel so damn cold
Am
Hold me like a child
C Em Am
‘Cause I feel so damn old
C Em Am
I got so damn old
[Verse 2]
Am C
Here I hang for the seated crowd
D7 F
To look upon my eyes, look upon my mouth
Am Em
And say “we were there that day
G G/F# Am
I saw a face, heard a sound”
Am C
But now I sit where they used to be
D7 F
A quiet little scene of an apple tree
Am Em
White roots and balanced fruit
G G/F# Am
The winter glowed on her leaves
[Chorus 2]
Am
Hold me like a child
C G Am
‘Cause I feel so damn cold
Am
Bind me like I’m wild
C Em Am
‘Cause I feel so damn old
C Em Am
I got so damn old
C G Am
And I feel so damn old
C Em Am
I got so damn old
Am C D7 F
(whistling, no accompaniment)
Am
[Verse 1]
Am C
Here I hang from the apple tree
D7 F
Oh, take a little bite, take a bite for me
Am Em
The pain, it keeps me sane
G G/F# Am
For I am more than a taste
Am C
The taste in the mouths of the starving crowds
D7 F
Oh, pulling at the leaves, pulling off to me
Am Em
In feet first the savage dust
G G/F# Am
Don’t leave me be, leave me be
[Chorus 1]
Am
Leave me be, I’m tired
C G Am
And I feel so damn cold
Am
Hold me like a child
C Em Am
‘Cause I feel so damn old
C Em Am
I got so damn old
[Verse 2]
Am C
Here I hang for the seated crowd
D7 F
To look upon my eyes, look upon my mouth
Am Em
And say “we were there that day
G G/F# Am
I saw a face, heard a sound”
Am C
But now I sit where they used to be
D7 F
A quiet little scene of an apple tree
Am Em
White roots and balanced fruit
G G/F# Am
The winter glowed on her leaves
[Chorus 2]
Am
Hold me like a child
C G Am
‘Cause I feel so damn cold
Am
Bind me like I’m wild
C Em Am
‘Cause I feel so damn old
C Em Am
I got so damn old
C G Am
And I feel so damn old
C Em Am
I got so damn old
Marina And The D (...)
Marina Lima
Mario
Mario Bro's
Mario Guerrero
Marit Larsen
Marius Muller-we (...)
Mariya Ise
Marjorie Estiano
Mark Aaron