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!
Intro: Bb Dm (2x)
Bb Dm
A man of a thousand faces
Bb Dm
Sits down at the table
Gm Bb
Eats a small lump of sugar
Gm Bb
And smiles at the moon like he knows her
Dm Bb
And begins his quiet ascension
Dm Bb
Without anyone's sturdy instruction
F Bb-F
To a place of no religion
Bdim
Has found a path to our alikeness
Bb Dm
His words are quiet like stains are
Bb Dm
On a table cloth washed in a river
F Bb-F Bb-F
Stains that are trying to cover, for each other
Bdim
Or at least blend in with the pattern
Bb Dm
Good is better than perfect
Bb Dm
Scrub til your fingers are bleeding
Gm Bb
And I'm crying for things that
Gm Bb
I tell others to do without crying
Dm Bb
He used to go to his favorite bookstores
Dm Bb
And rip out his favorite pages
Gm Bb
And stuff them into his breast pocket
Gm Bb
And the moon to him was a stranger
Dm Bb
Now he sits down at the table
Dm Bb
Right next to the window
Gm Bb
And begins his quiet ascension
Gm Bb
Without anyone's sturdy instruction
Gm Bb
To a place of no religion
Gm Bb
Has found a path to our alikeness
Gm Bb
And eats a small lump of sugar
Gm C
And smiles at the moon like he knows her
Bb Dm
A man of a thousand faces
Bb Dm
Sits down at the table
Gm Bb
Eats a small lump of sugar
Gm Bb
And smiles at the moon like he knows her
Dm Bb
And begins his quiet ascension
Dm Bb
Without anyone's sturdy instruction
F Bb-F
To a place of no religion
Bdim
Has found a path to our alikeness
Bb Dm
His words are quiet like stains are
Bb Dm
On a table cloth washed in a river
F Bb-F Bb-F
Stains that are trying to cover, for each other
Bdim
Or at least blend in with the pattern
Bb Dm
Good is better than perfect
Bb Dm
Scrub til your fingers are bleeding
Gm Bb
And I'm crying for things that
Gm Bb
I tell others to do without crying
Dm Bb
He used to go to his favorite bookstores
Dm Bb
And rip out his favorite pages
Gm Bb
And stuff them into his breast pocket
Gm Bb
And the moon to him was a stranger
Dm Bb
Now he sits down at the table
Dm Bb
Right next to the window
Gm Bb
And begins his quiet ascension
Gm Bb
Without anyone's sturdy instruction
Gm Bb
To a place of no religion
Gm Bb
Has found a path to our alikeness
Gm Bb
And eats a small lump of sugar
Gm C
And smiles at the moon like he knows her
Reik
Reincidentes
Reindeer Section
Reinhard Mey
Relient K
Renato E Seus Bl (...)
Renato Fechine
Renato Teixeira
Renato Zero
Renaud