Biografía:
Paolo Giovanni Nutini (nacido el 9 de Enero de 1987) es un cantante/compositor originario de Paisley, Escocia. Su padre es de ascendencia italiana, de Barga, Toscana (aunque su familla lleva viviendo en Escocia desde hace 4 generaciones) y su madre es de Glasgow. Entre sus influencias se incluyen a David Bowie, Damien Rice, Oasis, The Beatles, U2, Van Morrison, Pink Floyd y Fleetwood Mac.
Nutini, quien no tiene ningún tipo de formación artística, esperaba seguir el oficio de su padre en el negocio de la pescadería.
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Otras canciones:
- 10/10
- Alloway Grove
- Autumn
- Candy
- High Hopes
- Iron Sky
- Jenny Don't Be Hasty
- Last Request
- Loving You
- New Shoes
- Northern Skies
- Pencil Full Of Lead
- Rewind
- Scream (funk My Life Up)
- These Streets
- What A Day For A Day Dream
- Better Man
- Coming Up Easy
- Jenny Don’t Be Hasty
- Million Faces
- 1010
- Auld Lang Syne
- Caledonia
- Chamber Music
- Cherry Blossom
- Coming Home To You
- Daydream
- Dont Let Me Down
- Funky Cigarette
- Growing Up Beside You
- It Must Be Love
- Jenny Dont Be Hasty
- Keep Rolling
- Let Me Down Easy
- Looking For Something
- Love God
- No Other Way
- Now Whos The Fool
- Numpty
- One Day
- Scream
- Scream Funk My Life Up
- Simple Things
- Someone Like You
- Spainsh Harlem
- Sugar Man
- Ten Out Of Ten
- Tricks Of The Trade
- Trouble So Hard
- Tumbling Down
- White Lies
- Worried Man
¡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!
Spanish Harlem written by Ben E. King
Paolo Nutini version
F
There is a rose in Spanish Harlem
A red rose up in Spanish Harlem
A#
It is a special one, it's never seen the sun
It only comes out when the moon is on the run
F
And all the stars are gleaming
C
It's growing in the street right up through the concrete
F
But soft and sweet and dreamin'
F
There is a rose in Spanish Harlem
A red rose up in Spanish Harlem
A#
With eyes as black as coal that look down in my soul
And starts a fire there and then I lose control
F
I have to beg your pardon
C
I'm going to pick that rose
F
and watch her as she grows in my garden
F
La-la-la La-la-la La-la-la
F
La-la-la La-la-la La-la-la
F
La-la-la La-la-la La-la-la
Paolo Nutini version
F
There is a rose in Spanish Harlem
A red rose up in Spanish Harlem
A#
It is a special one, it's never seen the sun
It only comes out when the moon is on the run
F
And all the stars are gleaming
C
It's growing in the street right up through the concrete
F
But soft and sweet and dreamin'
F
There is a rose in Spanish Harlem
A red rose up in Spanish Harlem
A#
With eyes as black as coal that look down in my soul
And starts a fire there and then I lose control
F
I have to beg your pardon
C
I'm going to pick that rose
F
and watch her as she grows in my garden
F
La-la-la La-la-la La-la-la
F
La-la-la La-la-la La-la-la
F
La-la-la La-la-la La-la-la
Paper Lions
Paper Route
Papers Please
Papooz
Pappo
Parashpathar
Parcels
Pareceres
Parikrama
Paris Bennett