terça-feira, maio 28, 2024
Música de aniversariante de hoje...
Postado por Pedro Luna às 22:22 0 comentários
Marcadores: actriz, Austrália, cinema, dance-pop, Kylie Minogue, música, Nick Cave, pop, synthpop, televisão, Where the Wild Roses Grow
domingo, maio 28, 2023
Where The Wild Roses Grow...
Postado por Pedro Luna às 11:11 0 comentários
Marcadores: actriz, Austrália, cinema, dance-pop, Kylie Minogue, música, Nick Cave, pop, synthpop, televisão, Where the Wild Roses Grow
quinta-feira, setembro 22, 2022
Música adequada à data...
Postado por Pedro Luna às 06:50 0 comentários
Marcadores: Austrália, Kylie Minogue, música, Nick Cave, Nick Cave and The Bad Seeds, Pós-punk, Rock alternativo, Where the Wild Roses Grow
sábado, junho 14, 2014
Música dos anos 90 para geopedrados...
Postado por Pedro Luna às 11:11 0 comentários
Marcadores: Kylie Minogue, música, Nick Cave, Where the Wild Roses Grow
segunda-feira, maio 28, 2012
Kylie Minogue - 44 anos
Postado por Fernando Martins às 00:44 0 comentários
Marcadores: actriz, Austrália, cancro, Kylie Minogue, música, Nick Cave and The Bad Seeds, Where the Wild Roses Grow
sábado, dezembro 27, 2008
Música dos anos noventa para Geopedrados
They call me the Wild Rose
But my name was Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not know
For my name was Elisa Day
From the first day I saw her I knew she was the one
She stared in my eyes and smiled
For her lips were the colour of the roses
That grew down the river, all bloody and wild
When he knocked on my door and entered the room
My trembling subsided in his sure embrace
He would be my first man, and with a careful hand
He wiped at the tears that ran down my face
On the second day I brought her a flower
She was more beautiful than any woman I'd seen
I said, "Do you know where the wild roses grow
So sweet and scarlet and free?"
On the second day he came with a single red rose
He said: "Give me your loss and your sorrow?"
I nodded my head, as I lay on the bed
"If I show you the roses will you follow?"
On the third day he took me to the river
He showed me the roses and we kissed
And the last thing I heard was a muttered word
As he knelt above me with a rock in his fist
On the last day I took her where the wild roses grow
She lay on the bank, the wind light as a thief
And I kissed her goodbye, said, "All beauty must die"
And I lent down and planted a rose tween her teeth
Postado por Pedro Luna às 17:04 0 comentários
Marcadores: anos 90, Bad Seeds, Kylie Minogue, música, Nick Cave, Where the Wild Roses Grow

