Viva el Pasodoble

Partitura para Piano

Oro y plata, sombra y sol
el gentío y el clamor
tres monteras, tres capotes en el redondel
y un clarín que rompe el viento
anunciando un toro negro que da miedo ver.
Chicuelinas de verdad
tres verónicas sin par
y a caballo con nobleza
lucha el picador
y la música que suena
cuando el toro y la muleta
van al mismo son

Viva el pasodoble que hace alegre
la tragedia, viva lo español
la bravura sin medida, el valor
y el temple de ésta vieja fiesta
Viva el pasodoble, melodia de colores
garbo de ésta tierra, queda en el recuerdo
cuando ya en el ruedo, la corrida terminó

(Repite todo)



Fuente: musica.com

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The Platters - The Great Pretender

Partitura para Piano

Oh-oh, yes i'm the great pretender

pretending that i'm doing well

my need is such i pretend too much

i'm lonely but no one can tell

Oh-oh, yes i'm the great pretender

adrift in a world of my own

i've played the game but to my real shame

you've left me to grieve all alone

Too real is this feeling of make-believe

too real when i feel what my heart can't conceal

Yes i'm the great pretender

just laughin' and gay like a clown

i seem to be what i'm not, you see

i'm wearing my heart like a crown

pretending that you're still around

Too real is this feeling of make-believe

too real when i feel what my heart can't conceal

Yes i'm the great pretender

just laughin' and gay like a clown

i seem to be what i'm not, you see

i'm wearing my heart like a crown

pretending that you're still around

Fuente: musica.com

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The Platters - The Great Pretender

Partitura para Teclado

Oh-oh, yes i'm the great pretender
pretending that i'm doing well
my need is such i pretend too much
i'm lonely but no one can tell
Oh-oh, yes i'm the great pretender
adrift in a world of my own
i've played the game but to my real shame
you've left me to grieve all alone
Too real is this feeling of make-believe
too real when i feel what my heart can't conceal
Yes i'm the great pretender
just laughin' and gay like a clown
i seem to be what i'm not, you see
i'm wearing my heart like a crown
pretending that you're still around
Too real is this feeling of make-believe
too real when i feel what my heart can't conceal
Yes i'm the great pretender
just laughin' and gay like a clown
i seem to be what i'm not, you see
i'm wearing my heart like a crown
pretending that you're still around




Fuente: musica.com

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La Mentira (Se te olvida)

Partitura para Piano

Se te olvida, que me quieres a pesar de lo que dices,
Pues llevamos en el alma cicatrices, imposibles, de borrar,
Se te olvida, que hasta puedo hacerte mal si me decido,
Pues tu amor lo tengo muy comprometido, pero a fuerza, no será
Y hoy resulta, que no soy de la estatura de tu vida,
Y al soñar otros amores se te olvida,
que hay un pacto entre los dos
Por mi parte, te devuelvo, tu promesa de adorarme,
Ni siquiera sientas pena por dejarme,
que ese pacto, no es con Dios

Por mi parte, te devuelvo, tu promesa de adorarme,
Ni siquiera sientas pena por dejarme, que ese pacto no es con Dios


Fuente: musica.com

Partitura

La Mentira (Se te olvida)

Partitura para Teclado

Se te olvida, que me quieres a pesar de lo que dices, 

Pues llevamos en el alma cicatrices, imposibles, de borrar, 

Se te olvida, que hasta puedo hacerte mal si me decido, 

Pues tu amor lo tengo muy comprometido, pero a fuerza, no será 

Y hoy resulta, que no soy de la estatura de tu vida, 

Y al soñar otros amores se te olvida, 

que hay un pacto entre los dos 

Por mi parte, te devuelvo, tu promesa de adorarme, 

Ni siquiera sientas pena por dejarme, 

que ese pacto, no es con Dios 

Por mi parte, te devuelvo, tu promesa de adorarme, 

Ni siquiera sientas pena por dejarme, que ese pacto no es con Dios

Fuente: musica.com

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The Chordettes - Mr Sandman

Partitura para Piano

Mister Sandman, bring me a dream
Make him the cutest that I've ever seen
Give him two lips like roses in clover
Then tell him that his lonesome nights are over

Mister Sandman, I'm so alone
Don't have nobody to call my own
Please turn on your magic beam
Mister Sandman, bring me a dream

Mister Sandman, bring me a dream
Make him the cutest that I've ever seen
Give him the word that I'm not a rover
Then tell him that his lonesome nights are over

Mister Sandman, I'm so alone
Don't have nobody to call my own
Please turn on your magic beam
Mister Sandman, bring me a dream

Mister Sandman, (yeesss?) bring us a dream
Give him a pair of eyes with a congeal of gleam
Give him a lonely heart like Pagliacci
And lots of wavy hair like Liberace

Mister Sandman, someone to hold
Would be so peachy before we're too old
So please turn on your magic beam
Mister Sandman, bring us
Please, please, please
Mister Sandman, bring us a dream

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Little Brown Jug

Versión para Teclado

My wife and I lived all alone,
In a little log hut we called our own;
She loved gin and I loved rum,
I tell you what, we’d lots of fun.

Chorus:
Ha, ha, ha, you and me,
Little Brown Jug don’t I love thee;
Ha, ha, ha, you and me,
Little Brown Jug don’t I love thee.
If all the folks in Adam’s race,
Were gathered together in one place;
Then I’d prepare to shes a tear,
Before I’d part from you, my dear.

’Tis you who makes my friends my foes,
’Tis you who makes me wear old clothes;
Here you are, so near my nose,
So tip her up, and down she goes.
Chorus: If I’d a cow that gave such milk,
I’d clothe her in the finest silk;
I’d feed her on the choicest hay,
And milk her forty times a day.

Chorus:

When I go toiling to my farm,
I take little Brown Jug under my arm;
I place it under a shady tree,
Little Brown Jug, ’tis you and me.
Chorus: The rose is red, my nose is, too,
The violet’s blue, and so are you;
And yet I guess before I stop
We’d better take another drop.


Chorus:

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