Biografia:
Regina Spektor, ou ?, no alfabeto cirílico (Moscou, Rússia, 18 de Fevereiro de 1980), é cantora, compositora e pianista russa radicada nos Estados Unidos. Sua música é associada ao cenário antifolk de Nova York localizado no East Village.
Primeiros Anos
Nasceu numa família de músicos, seu pai, um fotógrafo, era também um violinista amador, e sua mãe era uma professora de música da Universidade de Música Russa (que agora leciona em uma escola pública em Mount Vernon, Nova York).
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Outras músicas:
- Better
- Bleeding Heart
- Blue Lips
- Don't Leave Me (ne Me Quitte Pas)
- Eet
- Fidelity
- Field Below
- Firewood
- Folding Chair
- Genius Next Door
- Ghost Of Corporate Future
- Hero
- Hotel Song
- How
- Jessica
- Lady
- Laughing With
- Machine
- Man Of A Thousand Faces
- My Man (boardwalk Empire)
- No Surprises
- On The Radio
- One More Time With Feeling
- Open
- Patron Saint
- Raindrops
- Samson
- Somedays
- Summer In The City
- The Calculation
- The Call
- The Party
- Two Birds
- Us
- You've Got Time
- United states
- All The Rowboats
- Call Them Brothers
- 2 99 Cent Blues
- Another Town
- Apres Moi
- Aquarius
- Back Of A Truck
- Ballad Of A Politician
- Baobabs
- Bartender
- Be Like A Cloud
- Black And White
- Bobbing For Apples
- Braille
- Buildings
- Carbon Monoxide
- Chemo Limo
- Consequence Of Sounds
- Dance Anthem Of The 80S
- Dont Leave Me Ne Me Quitte Pas
- Edit
- Flowers
- Grand Hotel
- Human Of The Year
- I Cut Off My Hair
- Just Like The Movies
- Lacrimosa
- Lounge
- Love Affair
- Love Youre A Whore
- Lullaby
- Mermaid
- Musicbox
- My Dear Acquaintance
- My Man
- New Year
- Obsolete
- Ode To Divorce
- Oedipus
- Ohmerica
- Old Jacket Stariy Pedjak
- Older And Taller
- Poor Little Rich Boy
- Prisoners
- Reading Time With Pickle
- Real Love
- Riot Gear
- Sailor Song
- Samon
- Sellers Of Flowers
- Small Bills
- Small Town Moon
- Stay Unreleased
- That Time
- The Light
- The Noise
- The One Who Stayed And The One Who Left
- The Prayer Of Franois Villon Molitva
- The Sword And The Pen
- The Trapper And The Furrier
- The Visit
- The Wallet
- Time Is All Around
- Tornadoland
- Uh
- You
- Youve Got Time
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!
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They never talked out of turn or tune
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And every time they'd say goodbye
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Well he'd just stay another while
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They started from a distant place
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The one who left wanted everything
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The one who stayed never wanted more
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It's not your choice, it's how you're built
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It's in a blueprint of your soul
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The one who left, he dropped his smile
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Then the one who stayed began to speak
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And in his words, he answered why
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I'm just another drop in the bucket
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I'm just another song on a jukebox
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I'm just another face in the crowd
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Another fish in the sea
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Something to being one of the many
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Something to being one in the masses
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Something to being surrounded by others and not
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I never wanted the bright lights and my
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eyes are much too quiet
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I never wanted them pointing their fingers at
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The one who left he knew it then
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And he would never doubt again
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He loved this life, he loved his friend
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But he'd keep running 'til the end
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All words they said hovered above
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All of the pain, all of the love
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They hugged goodbye and in his room
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he sang real quiet to the moon
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Something to being one of the many
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who get to sing the songs on the jukebox
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Who get to stay awake all night and dream
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half of the day
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Something to waking up in a new town
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Something to singing songs to a new crowd
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Something to being surrounded by others and not
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alone by yourself
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I never wanted the bright lights and my
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eyes are much too quiet
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I never wanted them pointing their fingers at
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me oh no, but
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Something to being one of the many
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who get to sing the songs on the jukebox
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Who get to stay awake all night and dream
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half of the day
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Then wake up in a new town
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Just another face in the crowd
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He went to visit an old, old friend
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And it was long, long overdue
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And though they stayed up very late
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They never talked out of turn or tune
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And every time they'd say goodbye
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Well he'd just stay another while
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They started from a distant place
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And were so happy face to face
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The one who left wanted everything
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The one who stayed never wanted more
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It's not your choice, it's how you're built
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It's in a blueprint of your soul
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The one who left, he dropped his smile
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And they sat quiet for a while
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Then the one who stayed began to speak
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And in his words, he answered why
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I'm just another drop in the bucket
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I'm just another song on a jukebox
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I'm just another face in the crowd
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Another fish in the sea
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Something to being one of the many
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Something to being one in the masses
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Something to being surrounded by others and not
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alone by yourself
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I never wanted the bright lights and my
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eyes are much too quiet
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I never wanted them pointing their fingers at
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me oh no, but
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Something to being one of the many
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Something to being one in the masses
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Something to being surrounded by others and not
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alone by yourself
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The one who left he knew it then
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And he would never doubt again
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He loved this life, he loved his friend
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But he'd keep running 'til the end
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All words they said hovered above
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All of the pain, all of the love
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They hugged goodbye and in his room
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he sang real quiet to the moon
D Dmaj7
Something to being one of the many
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who get to sing the songs on the jukebox
A G
Who get to stay awake all night and dream
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half of the day
D Dmaj7
Something to waking up in a new town
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Something to singing songs to a new crowd
A G
Something to being surrounded by others and not
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alone by yourself
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I never wanted the bright lights and my
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eyes are much too quiet
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I never wanted them pointing their fingers at
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me oh no, but
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Something to being one of the many
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who get to sing the songs on the jukebox
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Who get to stay awake all night and dream
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half of the day
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Then wake up in a new town
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Just another face in the crowd
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