Biografia:
Halldór Mar has been a musician since the days he was banging his mothers' pots and pans back in a small town in Iceland when he was a kid. He didn’t end up as a drummer though, nor a pianist like his mom hoped. It was the guitar that hooked him up and it hasn’t let go ever since.
He has played all it’s versions but he studied the classical one, which led him to Barcelona where he meant to improve his playing. Through out the years he started losing interest in practicing music by other composers and began making up his own.
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Outras músicas:
Quatro anos de trabalho duro!Neste mês de maio fizemos quatro anos no ar. Continuamos trabalhando na divulgação deste maravilhoso instrumento, obrigado por participar da nossa história!
[Verse 1]
C Am F
She, she loved me so much...
G C
And I, I still love her now.
Am F
Together we both went through
G C
Many closed doors.
C7 F
She, how could I explain it well,
C G
She was my whole world back then
C G
While in the fireplace were burning
C G
Only words of love...
[Chorus]
C
There words of Love
G C
so simple, so tender.
F
How could we know better,
G C
we'd just turned fifteen.
G
We hadn't had
C
much time to learn the ways,
G
We'd just woken up
C
from innocent days.
C
A couple of phrases
G C
were more than enough then
F
The ones we had learned
G C
From some wise old men.
G
From stories of love,
C
stolen from poets,
G
How could we know better,
C
we'd just turned fifteen...
[Verse 2]
C Am F
She, who knows where she's now,
G C
Who knows where she's going.
Am F
I lost her and never again
G C
Would I get to see her.
C7 F
Sometimes and when the sun goes down,
C G
I hear a song from afar.
C G
Familiar notes, same old sounds,
C G
The same old words of love...
[Chorus]
C
There words of Love
G C
so simple, so tender.
F
How could we know better,
G C
we'd just turned fifteen.
G
We hadn't had
C
much time to learn the ways,
G
We'd just woken up
C
from innocent days.
C
A couple of phrases
G C
were more than enough then
F
The ones we had learned
G C
From some wise old men.
G
From stories of love,
C
stolen from poets,
G
How could we know better,
C
we'd just turned fifteen...
C Am F
She, she loved me so much...
G C
And I, I still love her now.
Am F
Together we both went through
G C
Many closed doors.
C7 F
She, how could I explain it well,
C G
She was my whole world back then
C G
While in the fireplace were burning
C G
Only words of love...
[Chorus]
C
There words of Love
G C
so simple, so tender.
F
How could we know better,
G C
we'd just turned fifteen.
G
We hadn't had
C
much time to learn the ways,
G
We'd just woken up
C
from innocent days.
C
A couple of phrases
G C
were more than enough then
F
The ones we had learned
G C
From some wise old men.
G
From stories of love,
C
stolen from poets,
G
How could we know better,
C
we'd just turned fifteen...
[Verse 2]
C Am F
She, who knows where she's now,
G C
Who knows where she's going.
Am F
I lost her and never again
G C
Would I get to see her.
C7 F
Sometimes and when the sun goes down,
C G
I hear a song from afar.
C G
Familiar notes, same old sounds,
C G
The same old words of love...
[Chorus]
C
There words of Love
G C
so simple, so tender.
F
How could we know better,
G C
we'd just turned fifteen.
G
We hadn't had
C
much time to learn the ways,
G
We'd just woken up
C
from innocent days.
C
A couple of phrases
G C
were more than enough then
F
The ones we had learned
G C
From some wise old men.
G
From stories of love,
C
stolen from poets,
G
How could we know better,
C
we'd just turned fifteen...
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