379. Mykonos - Juliana Richer

Whoa-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh

The door slammed loud and rose up a cloud of dust on us
Footsteps follow, down through the hollow sound, torn up

And you will go to Mykonos
With a vision of a gentle coast
And a sun to maybe dissipate
Shadows of the mess you made

Whoa-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh

How did any holes in the snow-tipped pines, I find
Hatching from the seed of your thin mind, all night

And you will go to Mykonos
With a vision of a gentle coast
And a sun to maybe dissipate
Shadows of the mess you made

Whoa-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

Brother, you don't need to turn me away
I was waiting down at the ancient gate
You go wherever you go today
You go today

I remember how they took you down
As the winter turned the meadow brown
You go wherever you go today
You go today

When out walking, brother, don't you forget
It ain't often that you'll ever find a friend

You go wherever you go today
You go today
You go wherever you go today
You go today
You go wherever you go today
You go today
You go wherever you go today
You go today
You go wherever you go today
You go today
You go wherever you go today
You go today
You go wherever you go today
You go today

378. Anthems for a Seventeen Year Old Girl - Broken Social Scene

Used to be one of the rotten ones and he liked you for that.
Used to be one of the rotten ones and he liked you for that.
Used to be one of the rotten ones and I liked you for that.

Now you're all gone got your make-up on and you're not coming back.
Can't you come back?

Used to be one of the rotten ones and I liked you for that.
Used to be one of the rotten ones and I liked you for that.
Used to be one of the rotten ones and I liked you for that.

Now you're all gone got your make-up on and you're not coming back.

Bleaching your teeth, smiling flash, talking trash, under your breath.
Bleaching your teeth, smiling flash, talking trash, under your breath.
Bleaching your teeth, smiling flash, talking trash, under your breath.
Bleaching your teeth, smiling flash, talking trash, under my window.

Park that car, drop that phone, sleep on the floor, dream about me.
Park that car, drop that phone, sleep on the floor, dream about me.
Park that car, drop that phone, sleep on the floor, dream about me.
Park that car, drop that phone, sleep on the floor, dream about me.
Park that car, drop that phone, sleep on the floor, dream about me.
Park that car, drop that phone, sleep on the floor, dream about me.
Park that car, drop that phone, sleep on the floor, dream about me.
Park that car, drop that phone, sleep on the floor, dream about me.
Park that car, drop that phone, sleep on the floor, dream about me.
Park that car, drop that phone, sleep on the floor, dream about me.
Park that car, drop that phone, sleep on the floor, dream about me.
Park that car, drop that phone, sleep on the floor, dream about me.
Park that car, drop that phone, sleep on the floor, dream about me.

Park that car, drop that phone.
Park that car, dream about me.
Park that car, drop that phone.
Park that car, dream about me.
Park that car, drop that phone.

Used to be one of the rotten ones and I liked you for that.
Now you're all gone got your make-up on and you're not coming back.

377. Good Intentions Paving Company - Joanna Newsom

Twenty miles left to the show
Hello, my old country, hello
Stars are just beginning to appear
And I have never in my life before been here

And it's my heart, not me, who cannot drive
At which conclusion you arrived
Watching me sit here bolt upright and cry
For no good reason at the Eastering sky

And the tilt of this strange nation
And the will to remain for the duration
Waving the flag
Feeling it drag

Like a bump on a bump on a log, baby
Like I'm in a fist fight with a fog, baby
Step-ball-change and a pirouette
And I regret, I regret

How I said to you, "honey, just open your heart"
When I've got trouble even opening a honey jar
And that right there is where we are...

And I been 'fessing double fast
Addressing questions nobody asked
I'll get this joy off of my chest at last
And I will love you 'til the noise has long since passed

And I did not mean to shout, just drive
Just get us out, dead or alive
A road too long to mention, lord, it's something to see!
Laid down by the good intentions paving company

All the way to the thing we've been playing at, darlin'
I can see that you're wearing your staying hat, darlin'
For the time being all is well
Won't you love me a spell?

This is blindness beyond all conceiving
Well, behind us the road is leaving, yeah, leaving
And falling back
Like a rope gone slack

Well, I saw straight away that the lay was steep
But I fell for you, honey, as easy as falling asleep
And that right there is the course I keep...

And no amount of talking
Is going to soften the fall
But, like after the rain, step out
Of the overhang, that's all

It had a nice a ring to it
When the ol' opry house rang
So with a solemn auld lang
Signed, sealed, delivered, I sang

And there is hesitation
And it always remains
Concerning you, me,
And the rest of the gang

And in our quiet hour
I feel I see everything
And am in love with the hook
Upon which everyone hangs

And I know you meant to show the extent
To which you gave a goddang
You ranged real hot and real cold but I'm sold
I am home on that range

And I do hate to fold
Right here at the top of my game
When I've been trying with my whole heart and soul
To stay right here in the right lane

But it can make you feel over and old
Lord, you know it's a shame
When I only want for you to pull over and hold me
'Til I can't remember my own name

376. Valencia - Josh Rouse

Allá me iré,
Ciudad de Valencia,
Ciudad de las playas,
De donde eres tú.

Allá me iré,
Ciudad de Valencia
Donde viven falleras,
Como eres tú, como eres tú

Me da un poco y quiero más
Camarero, ponme un Kas
Y yo vivo en la calle Jesús
Dime Mari ¿a donde vas?

375. Linhas Cruzadas - Virgem Suta

Reajo a esse incomodo olhar
Nem quero acreditar
Que vem na minha direção
Há dias que estou a reparar
Nem queres disfarçar
Roubas a minha atenção
Aprecio o teu dom de tornar
Num clique o meu falar
Numa total confusão
Confesso que só de imaginar
Que te vou encontrar
Me sobe à boca o coração

(Refrão)
E falas de ti
E Falas do tempo
Prolongas o momento
De um simples cumprimentar
Falas do dia
Falas da noite
Nem sei que responda
Perdido no teu olhar

É certo que sempre ouvi dizer
Que do querer ao fazer
Vai um enorme esticão
Mas haverá quem possa negar
Que querer é poder
E o nunca é uma invenção
Bem sei que este nosso cruzar
Pode até nem passar
De um capricho sem valor
Mas porque raio hei-de evitar
Se esse teu ar
Me trouxe ao sangue calor

(Refrão)
E falas de ti
E Falas do tempo
Prolongas o momento
De um simples cumprimentar
Falas do dia
Falas da noite
Nem sei que responda
Perdido no teu olhar

374. Mustat varjot - Egotrippi

Kerrohan mistä mustat varjot nuo
Aina jostain tiensä minun luo
Tuntuvat löytävän
Käsiinsä mut etsivän

Kerrohan vielä miksi matka tuo
Enää varjon verran valon luo
Jatkuu vain vaikka tiedän sen
Vaativan vain askeleen

Kerrohan mistä mustat varjot nuo
Aina jostain tiensä minun luo
Tuntuvat löytävän
Käsiinsä mut etsivän

Kerrohan mistä mustat varjot nuo
Aina jostain tiensä minun luo
Tuntuvat löytävän
Käsiinsä mut etsivän

Kerrohan mistä mustat varjot nuo
Kerrohan mistä mustat varjot nuo
Kerrohan mistä mustat varjot nuo
Aina jostain tiensä minun luo
Tuntuvat löytävän
Käsiinsä mut etsivän

373. Canção da Paciência - J. P. Simões

Muitos sóis e luas irão nascer
Mais ondas na praia rebentar
Já não tem sentido ter ou não ter
Vivo com o meu ódio a mendigar

Tenho muitos anos para sofrer
Mais do que uma vida para andar
Beba o fel amargo até morrer
Já não tenho pena sei esperar

A cobiça é fraca melhor dizer
A vida não presta para sonhar
Minha luz dos olhos que eu vi nascer
Num dia tão breve a clarear

As àguas do rio são de correr
Cada vez mais perto sem parar
Sou como o morcego vejo sem ver
Sou como o sossego sei esperar