Mora Amaro la Loba and Marcus Nalgaber /Music/Video/Art/

A shadow is chasing me clinging to my feet


A shadow
is chasing me
clinging to my feet

drawing
behind me a path
that may be it is mine
it is mine

I can't escape her weight
I can't escape her embrace
she is already my mantle
cold and dark
hidding so much

There is no land
to tread
where she never can exist
and even if there is no sun
she is biggger than me

having her head
in the wind
like the one who is free

that shadow that was born with me
Will she wait for me there
when I'm no longer here?
 
The woman on the bridge


I look at the clock
and wonder. x2

why why

the hours go by
without anyone stopping them x2

why why

I look at the sky
flying drops
dress the mist
that transforms
the streets and the corners
in undulating shapes
in undulating shapes

under under under
a thousand veils of doubts
of doubts of doubts

It's already late
for you to come x2

but not matter no

I will have a coffee
looking at the river
that carries the lost dreams x2

I will sip it
slowly
as if I drank you
and stir the sugar
without thinking of anythng else

and not be a prisoner
of the emptiness that you leave me. x2
 
A Mermaid without a tail


Sea
that moves in my blood
when i think about it

sea
full of arms
to rock dreams
and also to drown them

sea that makes me a mermaid
with no tail
waiting between mills
the arrival of its wind
so that it moves the blades
and gets tangled in my hair
with its smell

how to describe the deep
if it is not fall
but liquid heaven
through which sound travels
of his dance
 
When night falls


When night falls
fears come
and all the lights
seem few to me
to cover their shadow
to cover their shadow x2

When nght falls
memories come
When nght falls
memories come

and any sound
seems little to me
to cover their mouth
to cover their mouth

Fears
memories
they all dance together
in a steange place
with no walls
with no floor

Fears
memories
that shake hands
to torment me
to torment me
 
New!! Ten Backing Tracks in Brazilian Fusion Style - Ideal for practicing your solos


00:00 BRAZILIAN BACKING TRACK in G Em 124 Bpm
05:00 BRAZILIAN BACKING TRACK in E C#m and G Em 124 Bpm
10:00 BRAZILIAN BACKING TRACK in G Em 124 Bpm
15:00 BRAZILIAN BACKING TRACK in D Bm 124 Bpm
20:00 BRAZILIAN BACKING TRACK in D Bm 126 Bpm
25:00 BRAZILIAN BACKING TRACK in C Am 126 Bpm
30:00 BRAZILIAN BACKING TRACK in A F#m 126 Bpm
35:00 BRAZILIAN BACKING TRACK in D Bm 126 Bpm
40:00 BRAZILIAN BACKING TRACK in C Am 126 Bpm
45:00 BRAZILIAN BACKING TRACK in E C#m 126 Bpm

Regards,

Marcus
 
In the oblivion of my flesh


Sometimes
when I look back
I realize that Time
is an instant
after another
anothe another another

It just happens
and can shake your way
like that foot
that inthe road
kicks away a stone

And so launched
I'll fly
into mirror shrads
in the space of my dreams
my dreams

Surrounded by that music
that one sings
to ward off fear
fear

Sometimes
I don't know why
I am still a draft

May be I can't change
what is born like this

May be may be may be
I'll find the missing chip
waiting for me
one more time

In the oblivion of my flesh
 
Back
Top