MELHORES MÚSICAS / MAIS TOCADAS
suzanne vega - portrait of the knight of wands
He stood upon the last
Bastions of the place
Looked out on the ruins
With thunder in his face
An introverted spectacle
In the flowers on the rocks
The daisies on the ramparts
Blowing free
His heart was divided
Clouds gathered in the sky
The belfry made of wood and steel
Was silenced in it?s cry
Something must have happened
What, he wouldn?t say
But shown within
The wider lens of history
[Chorus:]
His mission the transmission
Of technology
One cannon trained upon the church
This one caught his eye
?to keep the bishop in his place?
He muttered with a sigh
His mood was melancholy
His attitude severe
His inner burden
Weighed upon him mightily
A bird as never seen in books
Flew in overhead
A kind of dove it might have been
But not a sound was said
All the ancient knowledge lay
In pieces on the ground
The cause of all his suffering
Was not for love of me.
[Chorus:]
His mission the transmission
Of technology
suzanne vega - tom s diner
I am sitting In the morning
At the diner On the corner
I am waiting At the counter
For the man To pour the coffee
And he fills it Only halfway
And before I even argue
He is looking Out the window
At somebody Coming in
"It is always Nice to see you"
Says the man Behind the counter
To the woman Who has come in
She is shaking Her umbrella
And I look The other way
As they are kissing Their hellos
I'm pretending Not to see them
Instead I pour the milk
I open Up the paper There's
a story Of an actor
Who had died While he was drinking
It was no one I had heard of
And I'm turning To the horoscope
And looking For the funnies
When I'm feeling Someone watching me
And so I raise my head
There's a woman On the outside
Looking inside Does she see me?
No she does not Really see me
Cause she sees Her own reflection
And I'm trying Not to notice
That she's hitching Up her skirt
And while she's Straightening her stockings
Her hair Has gotten wet
Oh, this rain It will continue
Through the morning As I'm listening
To the bells Of the cathedral
I am thinking Of your voice
And of the midnight picnic
Once upon a time Before the rain began
I finish up my coffee
It's time to catch the train
suzanne vega - cracking
It's a one time thing
It just happens
A lot
Walk with me
And we will see
What we have got
Ah...
My footsteps are ticking
Like water dripping from a tree
Walking a harline
And stepping very carefully
Ah...
My heart is broken
It is worn out at the knees
Hearing muffled
Seeing blind
Soon it will hit the Deep Freeze
And something is cracking
I don't know where
Ice on the sidewalk
Brittle braches
In the air
The sun
Is blinding
Dizzy golden, dancing green
Through the park in the afternoon
Wondering where the hell
I have been
Ah...
suzanne vega - knight moves
Watch while the queen
In one false move
Turns herself into a pawn
Sleepy and shaken
And watching while the blury night
Turns into a very clear dawn
Do you love any, do you love none,
Do you love many, can you love one,
Do you love me?
Do you love any, do you love none,
Do you love many, can you love one,
Do you love me?
One false move
And a secret prophecy
Well, if you hold it against her,
First hold it up and see
That it's one side stone
One side fire
Standing alone among all men's desire
They want to know
Do you love any, do you love none,
Do you love many, can you love one,
Do you love me?
Do you love any, do you love none,
Do you love many, can you love one,
Do you love me?
And if you wonder
What I am doing
As I am heading
For the sink
I am spitting out all the bitterness
Along with half of my last drink
I am thinking
Of your woman
Who is crying in the hall
It's like drinking gasoline
To quench a thirst
Until there's nothing there left at all
Do you love any, do you love none,
Do you love many, can you love one,
Do you love me?
Do you love any, do you love none,
Do you love many, can you love one,
Do you love me?
Walk on the blind side?
Was the answer to the joke
It's said there isn't a political bone
In her body
She would rather be a riddle
But she keeps challenging the future
With a profound lack of history
Do you love any, do you love none,
Do you love many, can you love one,
Do you love me?
Do you love any, do you love none,
Do you love many, can you love one,
Do you love me?
And watch while the queen
In one false move
Turns herself into a pawn
Sleepy and shaken
And watching while the blury night
Turns into a very clear dawn
Do you love me? [X5]
suzanne vega - crack in the wall
A crack appeared inside a wall,
A door sprang up around it.
Each of these so finely drawn
I could not believe I found it.
A wildish wind blew it open wide,
My childish mind followed on outside,
And so I found myself among
My hearts delight surrounded.
A world of wonder lay without,
It was all of nature?s calling.
With field and forest, clouds and sun
Cascades of salt water falling.
Heights and valleys, dark ravines
Ivy thick and wild, deep and thorny scenes,
And yet each thing did love its place
In the lap of all of nature?s sprawling.
And so and so it goes.
I asked the one whose land this was
If I might have a token
To take with me back to the other side
To have and to keep unspoken.
I asked three times and was thrice denied.
I asked again without my pride
And found I?d lost that world I?d lived
Returned as one now broken,
To a crumb, a rag, a withered leaf
In the chilly winds of cold relief
I knew myself as I had been,
As from a dream awoken.
And so and so it goes.
But then? a crack appeared inside a wall
And a door sprang up around it.
suzanne vega - fool s complaint
How I hate the Queen of Pentacles!
Sitting on her golden throne
In her domestic tyranny
All roads lead back to her alone.
The whole wide world is a great big drain
And the vortex is her heart.
Her needs and wants and
Wishes and whims
All take precedence on this chart.
But what do I know?
My card?s the fool, the fool, the fool
That merry rootless man,
With air beneath my footstep
And providence as my plan.
Providence as my plan.
Oh it?s such expensive innocence!
Never knowing any cost.
She throws around her finery
For us to fetch when it gets lost.
But what do I know?
My card?s the Fool! The fool, the fool.
That merry rootless man.
With air beneath my footstep
And providence as my plan.
Providence as my plan.
suzanne vega - pilgrimage
This line is burning
Turning to ash as it hits the air
Every step is a day in the week
It's a Sunday or Monday
A march over months of the year
This life is burning
Turning to ash as it hits the air
Every death is an end in the race
It's a stopping and starting
A march over millions of years
Travel. Arrival
Years of an inch and a step
Toward a source
I'm coming to you
I'll be there in time
This land is burning
Turning to ash as it hits the air
Every line is a place on a map
It's a city or valley
A mark on these miles of fields
Travel. Arrival
Years of an inch and a step
Toward a source
I'm coming to you
I'll be there in time
This line is burning
Turning to ash as it hits the air
Every step is a day in the week
It's a Wednesday or Thursday
A march over months of the year
Travel. Arrival
Years of an inch and a step
Toward a source
I'm coming to you
I'll be there in time
I'm coming to you
I'll be there in time
Take this
Mute mouth
Broken tongue.
Now this
Dark life
Is shot through with light
suzanne vega - solitaire
Black on the red and the red on the black.
It's a tic of a tired mind.
Come and sit down, won't you try your luck.
See if you unwind.
Never use your threes and twos.
Follow superstition.
Otherwise you are going to lose.
Compulsion makes you listen.
Take what's wrong, and make it go right.
Weave it like a prayer.
Wonder if you you'll spend the night?
Playing solitaire?
Do it again, when you find you're all done.
Like an idiot savant.
Shuffle up your luck. You see, you almost won.
Now wrestle down what you want.
Jack on the Queen, and the ten on the Jack.
It's a happy repetition.
You and your fate in a kind of check-mate.
And you are your only competition.
Take what's wrong, and make it go right.
Weave it like a prayer.
Wonder if you you'll spend the night?
Playing solitaire?
suzanne vega - i never wear white
I never wear white
White is for virgins
Children in summer
Brides in the park.
My color is black black black
Black is for secrets
Outlaws and dancers
For the poet of the dark.
Black is the truth
Of my situation.
And for those of my station
In life. All other colors
Lie.
I never wear white
White is too blinding
Always reminding
Of the innocent who fall
My color is black black black
For the crone, and the bastard
The schoolgirl in uniform
The servant in the hall.
Black is the truth
Of my situation,
And for those of my station
In life. All other colors
Lie.
My color is black black black
Like the gangster and widow
It?s the shade and the shadow
It?s the depth into your eye
My color is black black black black black
suzanne vega - the queen and the soldier
The soldier came knocking upon the queen's door
He said, I am not fighting for you any more
The queen knew she'd seen his face someplace before
And slowly she let him inside.
He said, I've watched your palace up here on the hill
And I've wondered who's the woman for whom we all kill
But I am leaving tomorrow and you can do what you will
Only first I am asking you why.
Down in the long narrow hall he was led
Into her rooms with her tapestries red
And she never once took the crown from her head
She asked him there to sit down.
He said, I see you now, and you are so very young
But I've seen more battles lost than I have battles won
And I've got this intuition, says it's all for your fun
And now will you tell me why?
The young queen, she fixed him with an arrogant eye
She said, You won't understand, and you may as well not try
But her face was a child's, and he thought she would cry
But she closed herself up like a fan.
And she said, I've swallowed a secret burning thread
It cuts me inside, and often I've bled
He laid his hand then on top of her head
And he bowed her down to the ground.
Tell me how hungry are you? How weak you must feel
As you are living here alone, and you are never revealed
But I won't march again on your battlefield
And he took her to the window to see.
And the sun, it was gold, though the sky, it was gray
And she wanted more than she ever could say
But she knew how it frightened her, and she turned away
And would not look at his face again.
And he said, I want to live as an honest man
To get all I deserve and to give all I can
And to love a young woman who I don't understand
Your highness, your ways are very strange.
But the crown, it had fallen, and she thought she would break
And she stood there, ashamed of the way her heart ached
She took him to the doorstep and she asked him to wait
She would only be a moment inside.
Out in the distance her order was heard
And the soldier was killed, still waiting for her word
And while the queen went on strangeling in the solitude she preferred
The battle continued on
suzanne vega - thin man
He is not my friend, but he is with me
Like a shadow is with a foot that falls
His hand is on my back when I step from the sidewalk
Or when I'm walking down these darkened halls
He's the Thin Man
With a date for me
To arrive at some point
I don't know when it will be
I can feel his eyes when I don't expect him
In the back seat of a taxi down Vestry Street
His arm is around my waist and he pulls me down to him
He whispers things into my ear that sound so sweet
He's the Thin Man
With a date for me
To arrive at some point
I don't know when it will be
He is not my friend, but he is with me
And he promises a peace I never knew
I cannot give in, no, I must refuse him
But could I really be the one to resist that kiss so true
He's the Thin Man
With a date for me
To arrive at some point
I don't know when it will be
suzanne vega - the silver lady
When I was a little girl
Younger than nine or ten
I once spoke to the Silver Lady
But I never saw her again.
To me she flew out of the sky
She was born riding on the water
Her hair blew all around her
She was the crazy man's only daughter.
I used to see her every day
Riding her golden pony
Only once did I hear her laugh
And it echoed far and lonely.
Once I watched the river run
And I wandered too far from home
There I met the Silver Lady
She was crying, all alone.
I said, "Lady, why are you crying?
If I had wings like you
I would be flying over this river
And singing like only birds do."
Well she threw back her head and she smiled at me
Her tears, how they shone in the sun
She said, "I have no wings to fly with
If I did I would surely be gone.
"My brothers have all gone far away
To follow their hearts and be free
But I am the youngest and my father is ageing
And all he's got left is me.
"I love my father dearly
Madman though he may be
It would break his heart if I should leave him
But this life is killing me.
"I feel the ocean pulling me
The breezes come and tell me things
I want to go with them wherever they go
And see what the new morning brings."
So she sadly turned away from me
So I stumbled my way back home
The next day I heard she had taken her horse
And gone off to parts unknown.
Her father stayed inside his lonely house
And he never more came into town
He could be seen roaming the riverside
And they say that he jumped in and drowned.
Long though I waited, she never returned
But when I felt a silver breeze
I knew she had sent it from wherever she was
To tell us that now she was free.
suzanne vega - golden
In my heart's currency you are golden
You are shining like the sun upon a cold gray sea
Here's what I did not know
How I'd come to love you so
And in time all you'd be worth to me
Once your words, they fell like pennies to the sidewalk
And they shone for everyone, but they did not for me
Pennies disappear
But I still hold you dear
Golden's what you've come to be
You couldn't know
But I wouldn't show
How you brought to me a deeper kind of pleasure
In your sweet glow of light
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Is the meaning of delight
And you came to be my treasure without measure
In my heart's currency you are golden
You sparkle like the foam upon a cold gray sea
Bubbles disappear
But I still hold you near
Golden's what you are to me
You are golden
shining like the sun
You are golden
Yeah!
Golden's what you are to me
suzanne vega - headshots
The sign said Headshots
And that was all,
A picture of a boy
And a number you could call,
Two eyes in the shade
A mouth so sad and small,
It's strange the way a shadow
Can fall across the wall,
And make the difference
In what you see
Ah...
He's just a poster, but
He's everywhere,
A face under a street lamp
Ripped and hanging in the air,
Turn the corner
And he's still there,
Watching all the people
Who are passing unaware,
Is there a judgement
In what he sees?
Ah...
On a day
As cold
And gray
As today...
The sign says Headshots
It's all I see,
A boy becomes a picture
Of guilt and sympathy,
And so I think of you
In memory
Of the days we were together,
And I knew that you loved me
That was the difference
In what we see,
But that's history...
Ah...
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