Biografia:
San Fermin es un grupo de música independiente establecido en el barrio neoyorquino de Brooklyn, comandado por el brillante compositor Ellis Ludwig-Leone. En abril, publican “Jackrabbit”, el segundo trabajo de esta banda instituida como octeto.
San Fermin mezcla, para obtener un resultado intenso e interesante, pop, dosis del así llamado “postrock”, sacudidas rockeras, música clásica contemporánea, atmósferas electrónicas…
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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!
[Intro]
C Bb Am F (x2)
[Verse 1]
C
I saw it all, happened on the golden sheets
C
In the morning, you were asleep
C
Hazy in your golden days
[Verse 2]
C Bb
There was a child
C Bb
Moving on her mother's breast
C Bb
Breathing only dust in the light
C
But you know it's awfully hard to dream
C Bb Am F (x2)
[Verse 3]
C
I was a knight in my mother's arms
C Bb Am F
Black as mourning wearing the lights
C
Glowing so my sister could see
[Verse 4]
C Bb Am
I felt it all
C Bb Am
But you know it's awfully hard to talk about it
C Bb Am F
Try to recall
C Bb Am F
The girls when I was seventeen A dream
[Chorus]
C Bb
Know this can't be right
Am
But it's awfully hard to fight
C Bb
When it's going quickly and it's like
Am F
We're half asleep
C Bb
There's no rosy almost days behind
Am
These painted lady eyes
C Bb
Let it go and all that they imply
Am F
Get over me
[Verse 5]
C G F Dm
I was afraid
C G F
When I left my home
C Bb Am F
And my mother sadness, my friend
C Bb Am F
She used to play for me and sing
C G F Dm (x4)
[Chorus]
C Bb
Know this can't be right
Am
But it's awfully hard to fight
C Bb
When it's going quickly and it's like
Am F
We're half asleep
C Bb
There's no rosy almost days behind
Am
These painted lady eyes
C Bb
Let it go and all that they imply
Am F
Get over me
[Outro]
C Bb
It's hard to talk about
Am
When inside you're freaking out
C Bb
When it's going quickly and you doubt
Am F
You're anything
C Bb
But it's what we have instead of God
Am
What we have instead of God
C Bb
What we have instead of God
Am F
We're anything
C Bb
But it's what we have instead of God
Am
What we have instead of God
C Bb
What we have instead of God
Am F
We're anything
C Bb
What we have instead of God
Am
Like the moment after love
C Bb
When we know we finally kill the buzz
Am F
So we can sleep
C Bb
And we can finally let it lie
Am
While the days keep passing by
C Bb
Carried on the little deaths we die
Am F
Then we can sleep
C Bb Am F (x2)
[Verse 1]
C
I saw it all, happened on the golden sheets
C
In the morning, you were asleep
C
Hazy in your golden days
[Verse 2]
C Bb
There was a child
C Bb
Moving on her mother's breast
C Bb
Breathing only dust in the light
C
But you know it's awfully hard to dream
C Bb Am F (x2)
[Verse 3]
C
I was a knight in my mother's arms
C Bb Am F
Black as mourning wearing the lights
C
Glowing so my sister could see
[Verse 4]
C Bb Am
I felt it all
C Bb Am
But you know it's awfully hard to talk about it
C Bb Am F
Try to recall
C Bb Am F
The girls when I was seventeen A dream
[Chorus]
C Bb
Know this can't be right
Am
But it's awfully hard to fight
C Bb
When it's going quickly and it's like
Am F
We're half asleep
C Bb
There's no rosy almost days behind
Am
These painted lady eyes
C Bb
Let it go and all that they imply
Am F
Get over me
[Verse 5]
C G F Dm
I was afraid
C G F
When I left my home
C Bb Am F
And my mother sadness, my friend
C Bb Am F
She used to play for me and sing
C G F Dm (x4)
[Chorus]
C Bb
Know this can't be right
Am
But it's awfully hard to fight
C Bb
When it's going quickly and it's like
Am F
We're half asleep
C Bb
There's no rosy almost days behind
Am
These painted lady eyes
C Bb
Let it go and all that they imply
Am F
Get over me
[Outro]
C Bb
It's hard to talk about
Am
When inside you're freaking out
C Bb
When it's going quickly and you doubt
Am F
You're anything
C Bb
But it's what we have instead of God
Am
What we have instead of God
C Bb
What we have instead of God
Am F
We're anything
C Bb
But it's what we have instead of God
Am
What we have instead of God
C Bb
What we have instead of God
Am F
We're anything
C Bb
What we have instead of God
Am
Like the moment after love
C Bb
When we know we finally kill the buzz
Am F
So we can sleep
C Bb
And we can finally let it lie
Am
While the days keep passing by
C Bb
Carried on the little deaths we die
Am F
Then we can sleep
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