Mês: outubro 2016

Letra & VideoClip Oficial da Musica:
Grand Hotel – Regina Spektor
Somewhere below the Grand Hotel
There is a tunnel that leads down to hell
Take the dumbwaiter, the laundry chute
Then sneak through the hall past the boy’s shining boots
Turn left at the courtyard, through the old garden
Where all the bellhops smoke with the guards
And then you run to the old lake house
Down to the old lake house
Run to the old lake house where it begins

Under the floorboards there’s a deep well
That leads to a spring that sprung up in hell
That’s where old devils danced and kissed
And made their blood pacts in the ancient myths
And running through forest they screamed in chorus
While piercing fair maidens’ chests with their horns
And then they lay in the grass ‘til the dawn came
Sleeping away ‘til the dawn came
Lay in the grass where now stands the Grand Hotel

The maître d’ and a fancy chef
Silver’s real, the liquor’s top shelf
Play some tennis, swim in a pool
Stroll the garden, shady and cool
You won’t care that the devils
Won’t mind that the devils
Won’t know that the devils are near

Somewhere below the grand hotel
There is a tunnel that leads straight to hell
But no one comes up for the souls anymore
They come for some comfort and for the dance floor
And hiding sharp horns under fedoras
Do not disturb signs instead of a chorus
They toss and turn ‘til the dawn comes
On soft sheets ‘til the dawn comes
No one sleeps at the grand hotel

Room service, mini-bar
Scented soaps, chauffeured cars
Stay a day, stay a week
Here’s the tunnel, take a peek
Just call up your friends at the front desk
Any hour at the front desk
Call up your friends at the Grand Hotel
You’ll always have friends at the Grand Hotel

Letra & VideoClip Oficial da Musica:
The Light – Regina Spektor
The light was shining in my eyes before I closed them
And all the dreams I had the night before came back
The faces that I’d seen looked so familiar
But they’re just strangers I haven’t met them yet

I know the morning is wiser than the evening
I know that wrong and right can sometimes look the same
So many things I know, but they don’t help me
Each day I open up my eyes and start again

The light comes shining in my eyes
The light comes shining in my eyes
The light comes shining in my eyes
The light comes shining in my eyes

So many stories, I want to tell you
I wish that I could show you the many things I’ve seen
You and your daddy, you both look like poets
Your eyes are open wide while you are in a dream

I know the morning is wiser than the night time
I know there’s nothing wrong, I shouldn’t feel so down
So many things I know, but they don’t help me
Each day I open up my eyes to look around

The sun comes shining in my eyes
The sun comes shining in my eyes
The sun comes shining in my eyes
The sun comes shining in

My eyes are closed now
Count the stars inside your mind
Count the breaths, count heartbeats
Count the sounds of life

The light was shining in my eyes before I closed them
And all the dreams I had the night before were gone
The faces that I’d seen looked so familiar
But I forgot them all when I saw the sun

I know the morning is wiser than the evening
I know that all of life just happens in between
So many things I know, but they don’t help me
Each day I open up my eyes and it begins

The light comes shining in my eyes
The light comes shining in my eyes
The light comes shining in my eyes
The light comes shining in my eyes

The light, the light, the light, the light
The light, the light, the light