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Letras videos 4° A
“One” Metallica (…And justice for all, 1989)
I
Can't Remember Anything
Can't Tell If this Is True or Dream
Deep down Inside I Feel to Scream
this Terrible Silence Stops Me
Now That the War Is Through with Me
I'm Waking up
I Can Not See
That There Is Not Much Left of Me
Nothing Is Real but Pain Now
Hold My Breath as I Wish for Death
Oh Please God,wake Me
Back in the Womb
its Much Too Real in Pumps Life That I must Feel
but Can't Look Forward to Reveal
Look to the Time When I'll Live
Fed Through the Tube That Sticks in Me
Just like a Wartime Novelty
Tied to Machines That Make Me
Be Cut this Life off from Me
Hold My Breath as I Wish for Death
Oh Please God,wake Me
Now the World Is Gone
I'm Just One
Oh God,help Me
Hold My Breath as I Wish for Death
Oh Please God Help Me
Darkness
Imprisoning Me
All That I See
Absolute Horror
I Cannot Live
I Cannot Die
Trapped in Myself
Body My Holding Cell
Landmine
Has Taken My Sight
Taken My Speech
Taken My Hearing
Taken My Arms
Taken My Legs
Taken My Soul
Left Me with Life in Hell ...
Can't Tell If this Is True or Dream
Deep down Inside I Feel to Scream
this Terrible Silence Stops Me
Now That the War Is Through with Me
I'm Waking up
I Can Not See
That There Is Not Much Left of Me
Nothing Is Real but Pain Now
Hold My Breath as I Wish for Death
Oh Please God,wake Me
Back in the Womb
its Much Too Real in Pumps Life That I must Feel
but Can't Look Forward to Reveal
Look to the Time When I'll Live
Fed Through the Tube That Sticks in Me
Just like a Wartime Novelty
Tied to Machines That Make Me
Be Cut this Life off from Me
Hold My Breath as I Wish for Death
Oh Please God,wake Me
Now the World Is Gone
I'm Just One
Oh God,help Me
Hold My Breath as I Wish for Death
Oh Please God Help Me
Darkness
Imprisoning Me
All That I See
Absolute Horror
I Cannot Live
I Cannot Die
Trapped in Myself
Body My Holding Cell
Landmine
Has Taken My Sight
Taken My Speech
Taken My Hearing
Taken My Arms
Taken My Legs
Taken My Soul
Left Me with Life in Hell ...
“Another brick in the Wall” Pink Floyd
Lifted from "Pink
Floyd The Wall" film, this video is actually comprised of two songs:
"The Happiest Days Of Our Lives" and "Another Brick In The Wall
Pt. 2" This video became the official video of "Another Brick In The
Wall Pt. 2" after the release of the film in 1982.
We don't need no education
We dont need no thought control
We dont need no thought control
No dark sarcasm in the classroom
Teachers leave them kids alone
Teachers leave them kids alone
Hey! Teachers! Leave them kids alone!
All in all it's just another brick in the wall
All in all you're just another brick in the wall
All in all it's just another brick in the wall
All in all you're just another brick in the wall
We don't need no education
We dont need no thought control
We dont need no thought control
No dark sarcasm in the classroom
Teachers leave them kids alone
Teachers leave them kids alone
Hey! Teachers! Leave them kids alone!
All in all it's just another brick in the wall
All in all you're just another brick in the wall
All in all it's just another brick in the wall
All in all you're just another brick in the wall
"Wrong, Do it again!"
"If you don't eat your meat
you can't have any pudding
How can you have any pudding
if you don't eat your meat?"
"You! Yes, you behind the bike sheds
stand still laddie!"
"If you don't eat your meat
you can't have any pudding
How can you have any pudding
if you don't eat your meat?"
"You! Yes, you behind the bike sheds
stand still laddie!"
“Civil war” Guns n’ Roses (Use your ilusión II, 1991)
"what
we've got here is failure to communicate.
some men you just can't reach...
so, you get what we had here last week,
which is the way he wants it!
well, he gets it!
n' i don't like it any more than you men." *
(whistle)
Look at your young men fighting
look at your women crying
look at your young men dying
the way they've always done before
Look at the hate we're breeding
look at the fear we're feeding
look at the lives we're leading
the way we've always done before
My hands are tied
the billions shift from side to side
and the wars go on with brainwashed pride
for the love of god and our human rights
and all these things are swept aside
by bloody hands time can't deny
and are washed away by your genocide
and history hides the lies of our civil wars
D'you wear a black armband
when they shot the man
who said "peace could last forever"
and in my first memories
they shot kennedy
i went numb when i learned to see
so i never fell for vietnam
we got the wall of d.c. to remind us all
that you can't trust freedom
when it's not in your hands
when everybody's fightin'
for their promised land
and
I don't need your civil war
it feeds the rich while it buries the poor
your power hungry sellin' soldiers
in a human grocery store
ain't that fresh
i don't need your civil war
ow, oh no, no, no, no, no
look at the shoes you're filling
look at the blood we're spilling
look at the world we're killing
the way we've always done before
look in the doubt we've wallowed
look at the leaders we've followed
look at the lies we've swallowed
and i don't want to hear no more
My hands are tied
for all i've seen has changed my mind
but still the wars go on as the years go by
with no love of god or human rights
'cause all these dreams are swept aside
by bloody hands of the hypnotized
who carry the cross of homicide
and history bears the scars of our civil wars
"we practice selective annihilation of mayors and
government officials for example to create a vacuum
then we fill that vacuum as popular war advantage
peace is closer" **
I don't need your civil war
it feeds the rich while it buries the poor
your power hungry sellin' soldiers
in a human grocery store
ain't that fresh
and i don't need your civil war
no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
i don't need your civil war
i don't need your civil war
your power hungry sellin' soldiers
in a human grocery store
ain't that fresh
i don't need your civil war
no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no uh-oh-uh, no uh-oh, uh no
i don't need one more war
I don't need one more war
no, no, no, no uh-oh-uh, no uh-oh, uh no
whaz so civil 'bout war anyway?
(whistle)
some men you just can't reach...
so, you get what we had here last week,
which is the way he wants it!
well, he gets it!
n' i don't like it any more than you men." *
(whistle)
Look at your young men fighting
look at your women crying
look at your young men dying
the way they've always done before
Look at the hate we're breeding
look at the fear we're feeding
look at the lives we're leading
the way we've always done before
My hands are tied
the billions shift from side to side
and the wars go on with brainwashed pride
for the love of god and our human rights
and all these things are swept aside
by bloody hands time can't deny
and are washed away by your genocide
and history hides the lies of our civil wars
D'you wear a black armband
when they shot the man
who said "peace could last forever"
and in my first memories
they shot kennedy
i went numb when i learned to see
so i never fell for vietnam
we got the wall of d.c. to remind us all
that you can't trust freedom
when it's not in your hands
when everybody's fightin'
for their promised land
and
I don't need your civil war
it feeds the rich while it buries the poor
your power hungry sellin' soldiers
in a human grocery store
ain't that fresh
i don't need your civil war
ow, oh no, no, no, no, no
look at the shoes you're filling
look at the blood we're spilling
look at the world we're killing
the way we've always done before
look in the doubt we've wallowed
look at the leaders we've followed
look at the lies we've swallowed
and i don't want to hear no more
My hands are tied
for all i've seen has changed my mind
but still the wars go on as the years go by
with no love of god or human rights
'cause all these dreams are swept aside
by bloody hands of the hypnotized
who carry the cross of homicide
and history bears the scars of our civil wars
"we practice selective annihilation of mayors and
government officials for example to create a vacuum
then we fill that vacuum as popular war advantage
peace is closer" **
I don't need your civil war
it feeds the rich while it buries the poor
your power hungry sellin' soldiers
in a human grocery store
ain't that fresh
and i don't need your civil war
no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
i don't need your civil war
i don't need your civil war
your power hungry sellin' soldiers
in a human grocery store
ain't that fresh
i don't need your civil war
no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no uh-oh-uh, no uh-oh, uh no
i don't need one more war
I don't need one more war
no, no, no, no uh-oh-uh, no uh-oh, uh no
whaz so civil 'bout war anyway?
(whistle)
“El visitante” Almafuerte (A fondo blanco, 1999)
Olvidar
yo sé bien que no podes
como la sociedad olvida
que fuiste obligado a marchar,
en su defensa.
Recordando el mal momento
atrincherado en tu habitación;
soledad, humo y penumbras
despertares de ultratumba.
Apocalipsis del sustento interior
andar sin encontrarle alivio al tormento
desesperante, mórbida aflicción
del visitante
y su castigo.
Fui elegido
para cantarte
por quienes quieren olvido restarte
grave pesado
mas no inconsciente
yo te lo mando ex combatiente.
Grave pesado
mas no inconsciente
yo te lo mando ex combatiente.
Para vos.
Apocalipsis del sustento interior
andar sin encontrarle alivio al tormento
desesperante, mórbida aflicción
del visitante
y su castigo.
Fui elegido
para cantarte
por quienes quieren olvido restarte
grave pesado
mas no inconsciente
yo te lo mando ex combatiente.
Grave pesado.
mas no inconsciente
yo te lo mando ex combatiente.
Para vos.
yo sé bien que no podes
como la sociedad olvida
que fuiste obligado a marchar,
en su defensa.
Recordando el mal momento
atrincherado en tu habitación;
soledad, humo y penumbras
despertares de ultratumba.
Apocalipsis del sustento interior
andar sin encontrarle alivio al tormento
desesperante, mórbida aflicción
del visitante
y su castigo.
Fui elegido
para cantarte
por quienes quieren olvido restarte
grave pesado
mas no inconsciente
yo te lo mando ex combatiente.
Grave pesado
mas no inconsciente
yo te lo mando ex combatiente.
Para vos.
Apocalipsis del sustento interior
andar sin encontrarle alivio al tormento
desesperante, mórbida aflicción
del visitante
y su castigo.
Fui elegido
para cantarte
por quienes quieren olvido restarte
grave pesado
mas no inconsciente
yo te lo mando ex combatiente.
Grave pesado.
mas no inconsciente
yo te lo mando ex combatiente.
Para vos.
“Zombie” The Cranberries (No need to Argue, 1994)
Another
head hangs lowly
child is slowly taken
and the violence caused such silence
who are we mistaken
but you see it's not me,
it's not my family
in your head,in your
head they are fighting
with their tanks, and their bombs
and their bombs, and their guns
in your head,
in your head they are cryin'
in your head
zombie
what's in your head, in your head
zombie
another mother's breakin'
heart is taking over
when the violence causes silence
we must be mistaken
it's the same old theme since 1916
in your head,
in your head they're still fightin'
with their tanks
in your head they are dying
in your head, in your head
zombie
what's in your head, in your head
zombie
child is slowly taken
and the violence caused such silence
who are we mistaken
but you see it's not me,
it's not my family
in your head,in your
head they are fighting
with their tanks, and their bombs
and their bombs, and their guns
in your head,
in your head they are cryin'
in your head
zombie
what's in your head, in your head
zombie
another mother's breakin'
heart is taking over
when the violence causes silence
we must be mistaken
it's the same old theme since 1916
in your head,
in your head they're still fightin'
with their tanks
in your head they are dying
in your head, in your head
zombie
what's in your head, in your head
zombie
[Armenian:]
Tzer aheen mernem. Tzer vakheen mernem. Tzer gyankeen mernem, tzer gyankeen mernem. Tzer aheen mernem. Tzer vakheen mernem. Tzer gyankeen mernem, tzer gyankeen mernem. Tzer aheen mernem. Tzer maheen mernem. Tzer vakheen mernem, tzer gyankeen mernem. Tzer aheen mernem. Tzer maheen mernem. Tzer vakheen mernem, Tzer gyankeen mernem. Tzer aheen mernem. Tzer maheen mernem. Tzer gyankeen mernem, Tzer aheen mernem. Tzer vakheen mernem, Tzer gyankeen mernem.
Tzer aheen mernem. Tzer vakheen mernem. Tzer gyankeen mernem, tzer gyankeen mernem. Tzer aheen mernem. Tzer vakheen mernem. Tzer gyankeen mernem, tzer gyankeen mernem. Tzer aheen mernem. Tzer maheen mernem. Tzer vakheen mernem, tzer gyankeen mernem. Tzer aheen mernem. Tzer maheen mernem. Tzer vakheen mernem, Tzer gyankeen mernem. Tzer aheen mernem. Tzer maheen mernem. Tzer gyankeen mernem, Tzer aheen mernem. Tzer vakheen mernem, Tzer gyankeen mernem.
I want to die for your (plural) terror
I want to die for your fear
I want to die for your life
I want to die for your life
I want to die for your fear
I want to die for your life
I want to die for your life
I want to die for your terror
I want to die for your fear
I want to die for your life
I want to die for your life
I want to die for your terror
I want to die for your death
I want to die for your fear
I want to die for your life
I want to die for your fear
I want to die for your life
I want to die for your life
I want to die for your terror
I want to die for your death
I want to die for your fear
I want to die for your life
I want to die for your terror
I want to die for your death
I want to die for your fear
I want to die for your life
I want to die for your death
I want to die for your fear
I want to die for your life
I want to die for your terror
I want to die for your death
I want to die for your life
I want to die for your terror
I want to die for your fear
I want to die for your life
I want to die for your death
I want to die for your life
I want to die for your terror
I want to die for your fear
I want to die for your life
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