Sveiki,
Šįkart škotų atlikėja Emeli Sandė (g. 1987) ir jos singlas „Hurts“
iš antrojo 2016 metais pasirodžiusio muzikinio albumo „Long Live the Angels“. Daina
apie tai, kas skauda, deja, kažin kokio didelio populiarumo taip ir nesulaukė.
Škotijos dainų tope įėjo į dešimtuką, Britanijoje pasiekė 22 vietą, daina
daugelyje šalyje pateko į šimtuką.
Gimusi anglės ir tėvo iš
Zambijos šeimoje atlikėja nuo ketverių gyveno Škotijoje. Griežtas tėvas buvo
gana reiklus atlikėjai, tačiau jau vaikystėje buvo linkusi į muziką ir
tebūdamas vos 11 metų parašė pirmąją dainą. Laikui bėgant pamažu atlikėja ėmė
dalyvauti įvairiuose projektuose, kur ir buvo pastebėta. Atlikėja tikina, kad
vienas iš jos įkvėpimo šaltinių – meksikiečių tapytoja Frida Khalo, kurios mažą
portretą turi išsitatuiravusi ant dilbio.
Šiandien daina „Hurts“
man skamba gražiai, bet dar gražesnis visgi man pasirodė vaizdo klipas – toks ryškus,
vizualiai gražiai pateiktas, tad siūlau pasiklausyti ir pasižiūrėti:
Žodžiai / Lyrics
"Hurts"
Baby, I'm not made of stone
It hurts
Loving you the way I do
It hurts
Hold tight. It's a sing-a-long
I'm alright, I'm alright, but I could be wrong, baby
I know you remember me
5'3 in the back of the library, come on
You could at least try and look at me
Oh man, oh man, what a tragedy, ha ha
Bang, bang, there goes paradise
Ah, shit, why we always had to roll the dice, la la
Heart beating irregular,
Two seats in the back of the cinema, hazy
Ah yeah, you're forgettin' that
And all the mad shit we did after that, crazy
Your heart's a cold November
I swear you're giving me shivers, shivers
Baby, I'm not made of stone
It hurts
Loving you the way I do
It hurts
When all that's left to do is watch it burn
Oh, baby, I'm not made of stone
It hurts
Hold on it's a marathon
Run fast, run fast like the rivers run, god damn
Never seen in the restaurant
I took a minute 'til the penny dropped, you know
My tears don't fall too often
But your knife is cuttin' me deep
Deep, deep, deep, deep, deep, deep, deep
Baby, I'm not made of stone
It hurts
Loving you the way I do
It hurts
When all that's left to do is watch it burn
Oh, baby, I'm not made of stone
It hurts
It hurts the way
That you pretend you don't remember
It hurts the way
That you forget our times together
Like the time
Laid in bed when you said,
"It's forever, baby."
I can't, I can't explain no more
Baby, I'm not made of stone
It hurts
Oh, loving you the way I do
It hurts
When all that's left to do is watch it burn
Oh, baby, I'm not made of stone
It hurts
Oh, baby, I'm not made of stone
It hurts
Loving you the way I do
It hurts
It hurts
Loving you the way I do
It hurts
Hold tight. It's a sing-a-long
I'm alright, I'm alright, but I could be wrong, baby
I know you remember me
5'3 in the back of the library, come on
You could at least try and look at me
Oh man, oh man, what a tragedy, ha ha
Bang, bang, there goes paradise
Ah, shit, why we always had to roll the dice, la la
Heart beating irregular,
Two seats in the back of the cinema, hazy
Ah yeah, you're forgettin' that
And all the mad shit we did after that, crazy
Your heart's a cold November
I swear you're giving me shivers, shivers
Baby, I'm not made of stone
It hurts
Loving you the way I do
It hurts
When all that's left to do is watch it burn
Oh, baby, I'm not made of stone
It hurts
Hold on it's a marathon
Run fast, run fast like the rivers run, god damn
Never seen in the restaurant
I took a minute 'til the penny dropped, you know
My tears don't fall too often
But your knife is cuttin' me deep
Deep, deep, deep, deep, deep, deep, deep
Baby, I'm not made of stone
It hurts
Loving you the way I do
It hurts
When all that's left to do is watch it burn
Oh, baby, I'm not made of stone
It hurts
It hurts the way
That you pretend you don't remember
It hurts the way
That you forget our times together
Like the time
Laid in bed when you said,
"It's forever, baby."
I can't, I can't explain no more
Baby, I'm not made of stone
It hurts
Oh, loving you the way I do
It hurts
When all that's left to do is watch it burn
Oh, baby, I'm not made of stone
It hurts
Oh, baby, I'm not made of stone
It hurts
Loving you the way I do
It hurts
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