Yoko Kanno's eclectic yet compelling style always draws me back for more. Her work on the Cowboy Bebop series is perhaps her most well known work, but the more recent addition of the Stand Alone Complex soundtrack proves once again that she is quite the musician.
Lyrics
Don't Bother None
Readin' my paper in Ray's Cafe The ol' guy next to me is loud as day. Rambled and rambled while eatin' his pie, He dropped his wallet, now it's mine uh-huh. Sorry old man but that's just the way that it is, Don't bother none. Won't help at all to worry 'bout it. Picked up the wallet and slipped outside, Walked around and walked around and walked around town. I found my nerve and a good place to hide, Only to find no cash inside, uh-huh! CHORUS: Oh well, I guess that's just the way that it is, Don't bother none. Won't help at all to worry 'bout it. I got thirsty so I went to a bar, Met a li'l darlin' with the face of a star. In the mornin', woke up to find She stole my car along with my heart, yeah yeah. CHORUS Wish she'd give me back my heart, uh-huh. CHORUSBack to top
Inner Universe
Angely i demony kruzhili nado mnoj Rassekali ternii i mlechnye puti Ne znaet schast'ya tol'ko tot Kto ego zova ponyat'me smog Nalybuites' nalyubuites Aeria gloris, aeria gloris Nalybuites' nalyubuites Aeria gloris, aeria gloris I am calling, calling now Spirits rise and falling Soboj ostat'say dol'she Calling, calling, in the depth of longing Soboj ostat'sya dol'she Nalybuites' nalyubuites Aeria gloris, aeria gloris Nalybuites' nalyubuites Aeria gloris, aeria gloris Stand alone . . . Where was life when it had a meaning . . . Stand alone . . . Nothing's real anymore and . . . Beskoneshnyj beg . . . Poka zhiva ya mogu starat'sya na letu ne upast' Ne razuchit'sya mechtat' . . . lyubit' . . . . . . Beskoneshnyj beg . . . Calling, calling, for the place of knowing There's more than what can be linked Calling, calling now, never will I look away For what life has left for me Yearning, yearning, for what's left of loving Soboj ostat'sya dol'she Calling calling now, spiris rise and falling Soboj ostat'sya dol'she Calling, calling, in the depth of longing Soboj ostat'sya dol'she . . . |
Angels and demons were circling above me Swishing through the hardships and milky ways The only one who doesn't know the happiness is the one who couldn't understand his call (untranslated) (untranslated) (untranslated) (untranslated) I am calling, calling now Spirits rise and falling To stay myself longer Calling, calling, in the depth of longing To stay myself longer (untranslated) (untranslated) (untranslated) (untranslated) Stand alone... Where was life when it had a meaning... Stand alone... Nothing's real anymore and... ...Endless run... While I'm alive, I can try not to fall while flying, Not to forget how to dream... how to love ...Endless run... Calling, calling, for the place of knowing There's more than what can be linked Calling, calling now, never will I look away For what life has left for me Yearning, yearning, for what's left of loving To stay myself longer Calling calling now, spiris rise and falling To stay myself longer Calling, calling, in the depth of longing To stay myself longer |
Velveteen (excerpt)
e tu sei per me... l'aria che respiro il mio cibo, ciò che osservo magico sei tu! E io sento che... Sono innamorata di emozioni smisurate, infinite ormai!Back to top
Where Does this Ocean Go?
all day the city's selling something always, the busy people spinning 'round busier dizzier 'til they go back home to somewhere and taxies stop to say "hello" "want a ride? I'll take you there" "to anywhere, just tell my driver" the sun is casting shadows an afternoon is fading I ask, but no one knows the answer to the question my life is like an island where does this ocean go? shyly, a wino sips his wine slowly, cause to him that is all that matters he sees a cat he knows so well now sleeping on a bench together a woman waiting by herself, selling flowers "please buy some, so i can help my daughter, will you?" the man with spider eyebrows is standing on a corner "who wants to see a show?" his head looks like a melon he turns into an alley then stops to blow his nose sky is filled with neon the buildings stand electric and almost seem to glow want answers to the question my life is like an island where does the ocean go? I really want to know my life is like an island it's time for me now to fly where does the ocean go?Back to top
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