1. |
Airport Song
03:48
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AIRPORT SONG (Close To Your Home)
I didn't notice how much
you slipped in my pocket
I didn't notice how much
my heart was beating
There's an airport close to every house
Always
There's a plane that lands or flies
close to your home or mine
I didn't hear what you told me
about the rainy days
I didn't feel your fingers
touching my face of glass
There's an airport close to every house
Always
there's a plane that lands or flies
close to your home or mine
I was not there
when you opened your eyes and looked around
I was living the night
when you opened your wings
at dawn
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2. |
Claire In The Shade
06:27
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CLAIRE IN THE SHADE
Autumn comes like rain
Leaves are not falling from trees yet
The moon is hidden in the wardrobe
Slender shadows at the shore
A flame in a room at the back of my mind
Feeling the loss of light
Claire in the shade
I can see her eyes are bright
You call me after work
When you want to ride a while
I’m going to feel your head against my back
For you’re going to laugh
And I’m going to feel your nose on my sleeve
when you’re going to cry
Claire in the shade
This trip begins to be bright
This world is walking a tightrope
Too many children under guns
I guess you’re that strong
Your bones bear the tracks of pain
Know well what’s going wrong
Just dirty angels in the roads of fight
Claire in the shade
And the endless flight
(she asked me where I was goin'
I told her I was going to stay
Fall is my season
I can't give you a reason
I like your voice when you say
I might forget you like a raindrop
I might always be with you
Like a cloud...
You can feel my breath
before I leave...)
You have pale skin
And my bike came from Dungeon Town
You’re sitting there gazing at me
And I can’t say a word
If your days are yet to come
I’ll be there for your lonely nights
Claire in the shade
I can drive ‘cause your eyes are bright
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3. |
Noche Bajo El Sol
03:10
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NIGHT UNDER THER SUN
(Noche bajo el Sol)
When I finally saw them
your dark eyes
I tiptoed quietly
to not disturb you
And when you closed your eyelids
I was locked inside them
in the night under the sun
Slippery asphalt
The motorbike went out of control
but it’s me who has no control
in the night under the sun
Slippery asphalt
Untitled love
in the night under the sun
Both submerged
in the night under the sun
Both submerged
in the night under the sun
in the night under the sun
Untitled love
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4. |
Love Is A Coat With Eyes
05:02
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LOVE IS A COAT WITH EYES (Conchas Marinas)
Love is a coat with eyes
These are the wheels that drive you blind
And I can see they are lost in the night and the day
But we all dance and wonder, tremble and cry
‘cause love is a coat with eyes
Conchas marinas en tus manos
Aunque quieras el doble
Hay belleza en la mitad
Esta tarde arriba en el cielo azul
Hay una luna sobre almohada que convalece
Nubes disparo y nubes pez,
Reflejos de ojos y un avión (para el que no existo)
las 2 partes en que el rayo me partió
Sueños pájaro
Esta tarde en el cielo azul hay, arriba…
Love is a coat with eyes
These are the wheels that drive you blind
I can see they are lost in the night and the day
But we all dance and wander, tremble and cry
‘cause love is a coat with eyes
Conchas marinas en tus manos
Aunque quieras el doble
Hay belleza en la mitad
Love is a coat with eyes…
Lilies and thorns, hearts on the wire
We all dance and wonder, tremble and cry
Love is a coat with eyes…
(c) Fernando Garcin
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5. |
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THE LAST ROUND (El Último Round)
The Last Round
The first thought
I know you know
We like to get out of town
before they sell our rust
Ring the bells
when your mind is empty
and a new heartbeat gets older
and slips away
The first feeling
coming round the bend
A bunch of merry fools
is playing your song
Your cat is my lion
My night is your morn
We always like to go out
Using the back door
El ultimo Round
Volverás a saltar
Tienes el brillo
La llama que hace tiempo
Te dio la dignidad
Cuando beso la lona
sólo recuerdo tu piel
Se oye la voz de los rebeldes
más alta que la cuenta de diez
Dos rayas en el cielo
Ninguna puede durar
No miras nunca hacia atrás si no es
para adelantar
El Último Round
Estás fuera de alcance
No miras nunca hacia atrás
Si no es para adelantar
The first feeling
coming round the bend
A bunch of merry fools
is playing your song
Your cat is my lion
My night is your morn
We always liked to go out
Using the back door
Dos rayas en el cielo
Ninguna puede durar
No miras nunca hacia atrás si no es
para adelantar
Me sedujo la ruina
Te lo di todo a ti
Siempre nos gustó salir
usando la puerta de atrás
The first feeling
coming round the bend
A bunch of merry fools
is playing your song
Your cat is my lion
My night is your morn
You know we always went out
Using the back door
The Last Round
The first feeling…
We always went out using the back door….
(The Last Round
You will jump again
You have a glow, a flame
That gave you dignity years ago
When I throw in the towel
I only remember your skin
They hear the sound of the rebels
louder than the ten-second count
Two lines in the sky
Neither can last
You never look back
Unless you are going to overtake
I was seduced by the ruin
I gave you everything
We always liked to go out
using the back door)
(c) Fernando Garcin
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6. |
Sombra Y Centella
04:20
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SHADOW / FLASH (Sombra y Centella)
How good it would be to live other lives
in another town
and to find in them all
your wait-and-see eyes and legs
and this see-you-later back
One of us shadow
The other one flash
How good it would be
To ground you there
To go out flying over your cliff
Where your hair hides you and sweet is the pain
To be a stowaway on your pirate ship
built by my mind to travel over foreign waters
with no compasses
To sleep outside with dogs that
don’t get into your home
how nice…
To raise the fog and see not anything
To play with the cards you left aside
To be the king who doesn’t reign over you
whom you only want to serve for one day
Your Dale Arden’s dreams
under the Ming Empire
How good it would be to leave you where I fall
May you be my bridge to cross
To laugh at gods that forget about me
and come back to you with my dying strokes
One of us Shadow, the other one Flash
You are Shadow
I am Flash
Raise the fog
Change places…
(c) Fernando Garcin
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7. |
Otro Tiempo
03:28
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ANOTHER TIME (Otro Tiempo)
The clear sky
The collar is up
And the songs are floating
in the music hall
There’s nothing to explain
You scream to the stars
you piss in the wind
It’s another time
for which it’s worth laughing
and it’s worth crying
There are many demons
but only one you have to be afraid of
He is disguised as a seller of nothing
and steals jokers’ hearts
There are some gods
none of whom have too much to say
We drink in the taverns
We dance in the dancehalls
The silence of pleasure in the hostels
It’s another time
for which it’s worth getting there
and it’s worth leaving
The waiter has the day off
The tram takes you to suburbs
where there are no idiots or light
The jar is lowering
and so is the waterline
I take off my hat
for that drunk sailor
who forgot his home port
For the unfinished words left behind
and the great endless loves
It’s another time
for which it’s worth falling
and it’s worth flying
(c) Fernando Garcin
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8. |
Mar de Cristal
04:14
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SEA OF GLASS (Mar de Cristal)
The cap pulled down to the sky, dressed in black and in the clouds
while she thinks sweetly of pain
You didn’t say too much but in silence you felt everything
Though there are others who shout loud
you live apart, in underwater worlds
A wee gift for her, she has your seaweed in her hands
Sad songs for joyful hearts at Sea of Glass
Day passes by and you can end up without art nor magic
but you always keep your heart up your sleeve
She likes your boots… umm, will she take care of your feet?
In a world of No, ask for three shots of Yes today
And she is electric, a moon that changes its cardinal points
And you laugh and dance and ache and fall silent
Sad songs for joyful hearts at Sea of Glass
(c) Fernando Garcin
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9. |
Más Todavía
04:04
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EVEN MORE (Más Todavía)
Reality is becoming fantasy
The chords are turning minor
After so much time
I don’t see the sense in looking back
Sometimes you leave forever
but you leave half of it behind
You know what an angel is and what is just a joke
You know how to make the very devil laugh
A blue flash and the trick is that you are gone
A handkerchief in the wind and the price is being lost
Even more…
The day time stops
to turn mud into shoes
To be king of the breath that comes from your mouth
not of your lips
It’s better to know how you feel than to be right
The day time stops
How often do I have to dream of you
for you to really see me?
Walking Mr Ku through the paper parks
A mannequin gives you a hug and an ear says oh my god
You buy an ice cream and a bit melts
When you lose elegance you better stay away
It could be right though is wrong
to be as sexy as chance?
A blue flash and suddenly you’re gone
A handkerchief in the wind and the charm is to be lost
Even more…
The day time stops
to turn mud into shoes
To be king of the breath that comes from your mouth
not of your lips
It’s better to know how you feel than to be right
The day time stops
(c) Fernando Garcin
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10. |
Corazón Perplejo
03:51
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PERPLEXED HEART (Corazón Perplejo)
They tell me to cultivate the edges
of my assaulted spirit
That nothing happens if I go from side to side
taken by the rhythm of whims
That I can cut the cards better
without politeness
They tell me not to be so honest
when I win or lose
That everything is victory or defeat
and there’s nothing to believe for ever
That I don’t have to be so gallant behind people’s backs
or else I will never get ahead
And what’s wrong in forgetting what were just dreams?
And I see it’s a bit late
for my perplexed heart
To be the one I never was
To be the one I’m not
That’s the way it was and the way it beats
The perplexed heart
They tell me to go from one flower to another
To always get to the point
and forget the branches of details
so far from the stem
To learn to tame or maybe dodge
arrows and snakes
They tell me I can be thoughtless
on the worst days
There’s no other morals that survives as much
as never settling down
I see now how soon you can forget
the secrets they taught
about pain and pleasure
Strange days when everything’s clear
When the fuel lasts as long as you do
If you give in to these voices
coming from the new stars
The charming bastard
The mocking one in difficult times
If you become dazzled by the prevailing light
Life told by the evasive ones
by the ones who adore gods that erase
all certainty, all steady illusion
And it’s too late now
for my perplexed heart
To be the one I never was
To be the one I’m not
As much as you have
as much as you give
As much as I have
as much as I give
It’s the same heart beating
The perplexed heart
(c) Fernando Garcin
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11. |
Rey Escarlata (live)
03:38
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CRIMSON KING (Rey Escarlata)* 1982 & 2003
Tonight there are no States nor things
Tonight there are no scooters except oranges
Tonight life crashes the cymbals of the empire
Angels and frogs wake fish up from lethargy
There are no objects, lady, because there are no subjects
There are no behaviour analyses nor eternal passports
There are no scientists no popes
Nobody loves anything, just lovers and clowns
In the court of the Crimson King
Tonight the rubbish bags dance waltzes
Tonight the factory products are delirious
Tonight there are no guards nor alarms
Plate-spinners stroke Mozart with baby fingers
Limousines driven by teenagers of yesteryear
There are no plastic paradises, nor masters of napalm
Spinoza’s guffaws, baby blue’s whimpers
Not any dream saved, just deep advice
In the court of the Crimson King
Tonight there are no unemployment queues nor full piggybanks
Tonight there are no little sisters of mercy nor lice
Tonight the warriors skate in the parks
Young maids serve dinner in public toilets
There are no rubber elephants, lady, there are no kangaroos
Barflies administrate borders with broken mirrors
Cinderella frees butterflies from the judges’ robes
Bottichelli organizes orgies on the beaches of God
Tonight there are no promised lands
Tonight there is no remorse,
No reasons nor guilt
Tonight forgetfulness breaks down laws in the basement
Goodbye cruel world
Welcome, playtime
Without concepts or homelands, just fair-lights
The Three Kings give Elvis back his lost Cadillac
No hungry heart will stop beating tonight
In the court of the Crimson King
(c) Fernando Garcin
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12. |
The Same River
02:50
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13. |
Untitled Love
03:05
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14. |
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CRIMSON KING (Rey Escarlata)* 1982 & 2003
Tonight there are no States nor things
Tonight there are no scooters except oranges
Tonight life crashes the cymbals of the empire
Angels and frogs wake fish up from lethargy
There are no objects, lady, because there are no subjects
There are no behaviour analyses nor eternal passports
There are no scientists no popes
Nobody loves anything, just lovers and clowns
In the court of the Crimson King
Tonight the rubbish bags dance waltzes
Tonight the factory products are delirious
Tonight there are no guards nor alarms
Plate-spinners stroke Mozart with baby fingers
Limousines driven by teenagers of yesteryear
There are no plastic paradises, nor masters of napalm
Spinoza’s guffaws, baby blue’s whimpers
Not any dream saved, just deep advice
In the court of the Crimson King
Tonight there are no unemployment queues nor full piggybanks
Tonight there are no little sisters of mercy nor lice
Tonight the warriors skate in the parks
Young maids serve dinner in public toilets
There are no rubber elephants, lady, there are no kangaroos
Barflies administrate borders with broken mirrors
Cinderella frees butterflies from the judges’ robes
Bottichelli organizes orgies on the beaches of God
Tonight there are no promised lands
Tonight there is no remorse,
No reasons nor guilt
Tonight forgetfulness breaks down laws in the basement
Goodbye cruel world
Welcome, playtime
Without concepts or homelands, just fair-lights
The Three Kings give Elvis back his lost Cadillac
No hungry heart will stop beating tonight
In the court of the Crimson King
(c) Fernando Garcin
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Demo recorded rehearsing songs with Ruari McIness, spring 2013. It was the time we made the demos of "Diablo que Espera" and "Llévame al Huerto".
Fernando Garcin: vocals, lyrics.
Ruari: electric guitar.
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Fernando Garcin Valencia, Spain
FERNANDO GARCIN (singer songwriter)
COMPLETE BIO AND LYRICS (Spanish and
English)
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