segunda-feira, 8 de setembro de 2008
Um original dos The Teddy Bears, escrita por Phil Spector. Que me perdoem os originais, mas só consigo gostar desta versão.
To know him is to love him - Amy Winehouse
To know, know, know him
Is to love, love, love him
Just to see that smile,
makes my life worth while,
to know, know, know him
is to love love love him
and I do, I do, and I do
Oh I'll be good to him,
I'll bring joy to him,
oh everyone says they'll come a day
when I'll walk along side of him
To know, know, know him
Is to love, love, love him
And I do, I really do, and I do
Why can't he see,
how blind can he be,
someday he'll see,
that he was meant for me,
Oh, Oh, to know know know him
is to love love love him
Just to see that smile
oh it makes me life worth while
to know know know him
is to love love love him
and I do, I really do, and I do
Labels: Amy Winehouse
quinta-feira, 12 de junho de 2008
Um original dos "The Zutons", na voz da sempre sóbria Amy...
Valerie - Amy Winehouse ft. Mark Ronson
Well sometimes I go out by myself
And I look across the water
And I think of all the things what you're doing
And in my head I paint a picture
'Cos since I've come on home
Well my body's been a mess
And I miss your ginger hair
And the way you like to dress
Won't you come on over?
Stop making a fool out of me
Why don't you come on over Valerie
Valerie, Valerie, Valerie?
Did you have to go to jail?
Put your house on up for sale?
Did you get a good lawyer?
Hope you didn't catch a tan
Hope you find the right man
Who'll fix it for you
Are you shopping anywhere?
Changed the colour of your hair?
Are you busy?
And did you have to pay that fine
You were dodging all the time?
Are you still dizzy?
'Cos since I've come on home
Well my body's been a mess
And I miss your ginger hair
And the way you like to dress
Won't you come on over?
Stop making a fool out of me
Why don't you come on over Valerie
Valerie, Valerie, Valerie?
Well sometimes I go out by myself
And I look across the border
And I think of all the things what you're doing
And in my head I make a picture
'Cos since I've come on home
Well my body's been a mess
And I miss your ginger hair
And the way you like to dress
Won't you come on over?
Stop making a fool out of me
Why don't you come on over Valerie
Valerie, Valerie, Valerie?
Valerie, Valerie, Valerie, Valerie
Why don't you come on over Valerie?
Labels: Amy Winehouse, Mark Ronson
sábado, 15 de março de 2008
Há quem faça apostas sobre a data da sua morte... por mim, que viva muito tempo...
Tears dry on their own - Amy Winehouse
All I'll can ever be to you
Is a darkness that we knw,
And this regret I got accustomed to.
Once it was so right
When we were at our high,
Waiting for you in the hotel at night.
I knew I hadn't met my match,
But every moment we could snatch,
I don't know why I got so attached.
It's my responsibility,
And you don't owe nothing to me,
But to walk away I have no capacity.
He walks away,
The sun goes down,
He takes the day but I'm grown
And in your way,
In this blue shade
My tears dry on their own.
I don't understand,
Why do I stress a man,
When there's so many bigger things at hand.
We could've never had it all,
We had to hit a wall,
So this is an inevitable withdrawal.
Even if I stop wanting you
And perspective pushes true,
I'll be some next man's other woman soon.
I couldn't play myself again,
I should just be my own best friend,
Not fuck myself in the head with stupid men.
He walks away,
The sun goes down,
He takes the day but I'm grown
And in your way,
In this blue shade
My tears dry on their own.
So we are history,
Your shadow covers me,
The sky above
A blaze
He walks away,
The sun goes down,
He takes the day but I'm grown
And in your way,
In this blue shade
My tears dry on their own.
I wish I could say no regrets,
And no emotional debts,
Cause as we kiss goodbye the sun sets.
So we are history,
Your shadow covers me,
The sky above a blaze that only lovers see.
He walks away,
The sun goes down,
He takes the day but I'm grown
And in your way,
In my blue shade
My tears dry on their own.
He walks away,
The sun goes down,
He takes the day but I am grown
And in your way,
My deep shade,
My tears dry on their own.
He walks away,
The sun goes down,
He takes the day but I'm grown
And in your way,
My deep shade,
My tears dry...
Labels: Amy Winehouse
