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ICE KNIGHT
02:51
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THIS SONG IS CURRENTLY AT NUMBER 7
ON THE TOP 40 CHARTS OF Ethnocloud
in their "North American" category
and has been there since January 2020.
ICE KNIGHT
I saw the light burn through the ice,
Sharp light, Clear light,
Spirit in the physical.
Stalactite, Ice knight,
Wrapped in white, White as white,
Too white in the physical.
You can't believe all you know,
Humans are trapped in being human,
Mistake to believe that you need the truth more than love.
CABALLERO DEL HIELO
Vi la luz quemando a través el hielo,
Luz afilada, Luz clara,
Espíritu en el físico.
Estalactita, Caballero del Hielo
Envuelto en blanco,
Blanco como el blanco, Demasiado blanco en el físico.
No pues creer todo lo que sabes, Humanos están atrapados en el ser humano,
Equivocación de creer que necesitas la verdad más que el amor.
Music and lyrics Glenn salgoud
Copyright Salgoud King Productions 2018/19
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THE ANTITRUCK SONG FOR UNMUSICAL COWBOYS
Well I’m a lonesome cowboy sitting here,
Sitting in my truck.
And Im waiting for that new song to show up.
I’m a lonesome cowboy sitting here, sitting on my own,
And I’m waiting for that new song to come, if its doesn’t come,
the old one should come home , no?
Well I’m still a lonesome cowboy sitting here,
Sitting on my truck (well I’m sitting in it actually),
And I’m waiting for that new song to show up.
Well if that little new song, well if it doesn’t show up,
I’m a lone some cowboy sitting on my own and waiting for the old one to come home.
I’m a lonesome cowboy sitting here, sitting on my own,
And I’m waiting for that old song to come back home,
Well I’m a lonesome cowboy sitting here, sitting on my truck,
And I don’t know if it will come back or doesn’t give a …
Now it’s a funny thing this life when you’re waiting on your own,
If you smoke you can smoke a cigarette but it wont go,
And you can watch the kind time flip by,
But you can go crazy if you see a lonesome fly.
And the fly goes buzz and it goes beep beep and it goes around your head,
And you try very hard to kill it , but it doesn’t go dead.
Well I’m a lonesome cowboy sitting here sitting on my truck, in actually,
And I’m waiting for this old or new song to show up.
Now I used to have a guitar, a good one that’s for sure,
And I played all the days when, even, from the time of the old Boer war,
Now I don’t know what happened to that guitar I think someone made a fire with it,
And perhaps that’s why I waiting for my new song to retire with it.
Cause I’m an old cowboy just sitting in my truck,
And I’m waiting for that new song or someone to show up.
With a new song on his marble and a new marble on his head,
And I don’t care if that fly is alive or dead.
Cause I’m a lonesome cowboy sitting here on my own,
I don’t smoke I don’t drink I don’t swear I don’t use a noisy thing at all.
I’m just waiting for my song, to come, to come, to come home
And I’m not even sure from the beginning of it all if I had a song to begin with !
Words and music ,played and recorded by Glenn Salgoud
Copyright Salgoud King Productions 2019
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THIS IS JUST A CORNER
04:01
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THIS IS JUST A CORNER.
This is just a corner that I sit in.
This is just a little place for me to hide.
This is just a hideaway I keep to myself,
Staying alive.
I wonder if your corner feels the same.
I wonder if Jack Horner came, you'd know His name?
I wonder if I touched you, would you explode?
Staying alive.
How to get across that river bone dry?
How to take this corner to the other side?
How to face the sun, without going blind?
Staying alive.
Who knows?
If this is where I'm sposed to be
Staying alive?
ESTO ES SOLO UNA ESQUINA
Esto solo es una esquina donde siento yo,
Esto es solo una pequeña sitio donde yo esconde,
Esto es solo un refugio que mantengo por mi mismo,
manteniéndome vivo.
No sé si tu esquina siente igual,
No sé si vino Little Jack Corner, si conocerás su nombre,
No sé si te tocaba, si explotaras,
manteniendote viva.
¿Quien sabe...
Si esto es donde tengo que estar,
manteniéndome vivo?
¿Como cruzar el río sin mojarse?
¿Como llevar esta esquina al otro lado?
¿Como enfrente mirando el sol, sin irte ciego
manteniéndose vivo?
Words and music Glenn Salgoud
Copyright Salgoud King Productions 2018
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LONELY STAR
03:23
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Instrumental
Glenn Salgoud
Acoustic spanish guitar.
Electric Guitar.
Acoustic steel guitar.
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SEÑORITA TAPACITA
02:37
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Señorita Tapacita
¿Señorita Tapacita bailes esta canción?
Es que yo no sé bailar y parece que tu tampoco,
No tengas miedo no…
Madre siempre me decía que hay que mueve el culo,
A veces es muy difícil pero a final es chulo
No tengas miedo no…
¿Señorita Tapacita biales esta canción?
Es que , es que yo no se bailar y parece que tu tampoco,
Tú me puedes en enseñar y yo te puedo vacilar.
No tengas miedo no…
Lo haces muy bien. ¡Si!
Tienes unas orejas muy bonitas, y una nariz muy afilada y unas ojos y unas labios…hmmm..
Cuida esta paso me cuesta un poco…
Cuidar con mi pie, cuidado, cuidado, cuidado…bueno hasta la próxima!
LADY TAPACITA( Fill/close the date)
Lady Tapacita Would you like to dance this dance with me?
I don’t know how to dance and it looks like you don’t either.
Don’t be afraid no..
Mom always said you should move your butt,
Sometimes it’s difficult, but in the end it's great.
Don’t be afraid no...
Lady Tapacita would you like to dance this dance with me,
It’s just, it’s just that I don’t know how to, and you could show me
and I can take you for a ride…
Don’t be afraid no…
You do it well yeh…very.
You have lovely ears, and a real fine nose and beautiful eyes and thos lips uhu…
Careful now I'm not so able with this step…careful….my foot. careful, careful, careful…
Alright then bye bye, until the next time!!!
Word and music Glenn Salgoud
Recording Madrid , Cuenca Glenn Salgoud
Copyright Salgoud King Productions
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I CAN FEEL
02:56
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I Can Feel
I can feel you're there,
I can breathe you're near,
I can bring you here.
Do you see me here?
Do we breathe the same air?
Can you sing my fear?
Dedicated to those who have lost loved ones.
Puedo sentir
Puedo sentirte allí,
Puedo respirar que estas cerca,
Puedo traerte hasta aquí.
¿Puedes verme por aquí?
¿Respiramos el mismo aire?
¿Puedes cantar mi miedo?
Dedicado a las personas quien han perdido seres queridas y seres queridos.
Words and music, recording Glenn Salgoud
Copyright Salgoud King Productions
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THOSE GEESE ON HIGH
05:04
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MAN IN SHADE
03:17
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MAN IN SHADE
Man in shade came to me
Walking down the road like a human screen.
Said to me, where you been,
What you wanna do and what is your sin?
Turned my heart into sand,
Took my thoughts to somewhere I just don’t understand.
Caught me out,
Took me in, threw up and down and put me back down again.
(An observation of the addiction of mobile phone usage worldwide)
HOMBRE EN SOMBRA
Hombre en sombra vino hacia mí,
andando por la calle como una pantalla humana.
Decía a mi,
¿Dónde estabas, que quieres hacer y cuál es tu pecado?
Transformo mi corazón en arena,
Me llevo mis pensamientos a un sitio que no lo entiendo.
Me pillo, me llevo dentro, me tiraba arriba y debajo y me puso al suelo otro ves.
(Un observación sobre el adicción de uso teléfono movil en nuestro mundo)
Word and music, played by Glenn Salgoud
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WE ARE THE DRUG
03:50
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WE ARE THE DRUG
Coast to coast, we are ghosts,
the ships we are, don’t stay afloat.
No battles fought, No muscle torn,
Slave to port.
We live in time and time in us,
In salted water, the metal rusts.
We boast no mast, our sail hangs limp,
On sinking craft.
Draped below a pregnant storm,
Sheets of plastic, we have no form.
We are the text, the test of man, ( a shameful plan)
fish left dry to dry ( drown ) on sand,
We are the drug.
SOMOS LA DROGA
De costa a costa, somos fantasmas,
los barcos que somos, no quedan flotándose.
No batallas luchados, Ningún músculo tirado,
Esclavos al porto.
Vivirnos en el tiempo, y el tiempo en nosotros,
en aguas saladas, el metal oxida,
no ostentar nos mástil, nuestro vela está colgada sin vida,
todo dentro un embarcación hundiendo.
Una cortina debajo una tormenta preñada,
somos sabanas de plástica sin forma.
Somos el texto, La prueba del hombre (un plan vergonzoso),
pescado seco en arena,
Somos la droga.
Words and music played, recorded by Glenn Salgoud
Copyright Salgoud King Productions. 2018
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HEY
04:19
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HEY
Hey Mother when the wind comes down,
Hey brother when the tides turn round,
Hey lover when the love falls on the ground
Don’t loose it,
Don’t loose the sound,
You.ve been here before
Hey mother, brother, lover, sister, mister,
Mr President why don’t you leave us all alone?
HEY ( OYE )
Oye Madre cuando el viento viene por abajo,
Oye hermano cuando el corriente gira,
Oye amante cuando el amor está en al suelo,
No lo pierdes,
No pierdes el sonido.
Estuviste aquí antes.
Oye madre, hermano, amante, hermana, señor,
¿Señor Presidente por que no nos deja en paz?
Words and music,recording Glenn Salgoud
Copyright Salgoud King Productions 2018/19
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VENUS TIME
03:19
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VENUS TIME
When Venus she has gone,
The star above is cut,
Colors fade and time begins to rot, time begins…
Now don’t loose faith,
Turn back with light,
Strike into the endless night with all the love you’ve got,
With all the love.
Now there´s time to go or stay,
Haunt of tick, tick tock ,
But when there’s no way to know,
Turn back the clock.
TIEMPO DE VENUS
Cuando Venus, ella no está,
El estrella arriba está cortado,
Los colores apagan y el tiempo empeza a podrir,
El tiempo empiezo…
Ahora, no lo pierdes el fé,
Mira hacia atrás con luz,
Golpeo a través esto noche sin fin,
Con todo el amor que tienes,
Con todo el amor.
Aun hay tiempo para queda ó irse,
Guarida del tick tick, tock.
Pero cuando no hay manera de saber,
Gira el reloj hacia atrás.
Word and music, played by Glenn Salgoud
Recording voice and acoustic guitar Javier Burguillo.
Extra recording Glenn Salgoud.
Mastering Javier Burguillo.
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DON'T YOU DARE
03:42
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DON’T YOU DARE.
You can say that you don’t love me anymore,
You can say that you don’t even care,
You can shout that at me while I’m standing right in front of you,
But there’s just one thing don’t you dare…
Too many loves have left their garbage on the floor,
So that other fuckers can pick their crumbs up,
Too many people have lost their power to adore,
But there’s just one thing
Don’t you dare…
Don’t you dare,
Don’t you even dare,
Don’t you even dream to dare to ask me to say that to you,
I won’t say that.
QUE NO TE ATREVES DE HACERLO
Puedes decir que no me quieres más,
Puedes decir, incluso que ni te importas tampoco,
Puedes gritarlo a mí, mientras que estoy enfrente de ti,
Pero solo hay una cosa , no te atreves…
Demasiados amantes han dejado su basura al suelo para otras gilipollas tiene que recogerlo,
Demasiados personas han perdido sus poderes de adoran,
Pero solo hay una cosa no te atreves…
No te atreves,
No te atreves,
Ni si quiera atreves de soñar en preguntarme de decirte esto,
Porque no lo voy a decirlo...
Words and music Glenn salgoud 2018
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THE BELLS OF SAN PEDRO
03:41
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THE BELLS OF SAN PEDRO
Question what you’re doing here and you might go a little crazy,
Pentatonic confusions
Ring like the bells of San Pedro.
Miss the point,
And you’ll miss it,
And you’ll miss it completely,
Mesmerized but what you need,
Freezes into greed.
Listen to me ,
I think I know,
Take it from me,
I learnt it the hard way,
Nothing is free,
Nor freedom itself.
So if you are wanting my advice I’ll tell you a little secret,
The secret is there is no secret so quite now, don’t speak it.
The stone of Michelangelo came from Pietrasanta,
A ten ton block of marble rock missed him like thunder.
The bells of San Pedro,
The bells of San Pedro ringing.
LAS CAMPANAS DE SAN PEDRO
Pregunto por qué estás aquí y puedes irte un poco loco.
Confusiones pentatónicas,
Suenan como las campanas de San Pedro
Perder el sentido (punto)
Y lo pierdes,
Y lo pierdes para siempre,
Hipnotizado de lo que necesitas,
Transforma en avaricia.
Escúchame,
Porque creo que se´,
Cogerlo,
Tuve que aprender de la manera duro.
Nada está gratuita,
Ni la libertad de si misma.
Entonces si quieres mi consejo,
Te voy a contar una pequeña secreto,
El secreto es que no hay secreto,
¿Y ojo! no lo cuentas a nadie.
La piedra de escultura de Miquel Ángel vino de Pietra Santa,
Un bloque de diez toneladas de roca de mármol,
Paso muy cerca de su cabeza como una raya de trueno.
Las campanas de Pietra Santa,
Las campanas de Pierta Santa vibrando.
Words, music, Glenn Salgoud
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WHO'S IN CONTROL
03:06
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WHO'S IN CONTROL
Rest assured,
that everything is gonna change,
That's for sure,
At least when you don't expect it.
The dust that lies on it all today,
May look so dusty,
Is smoke of yesterday.
You can try to stop
the boat from rolling on,
But in the end,
There is no way knowing,
Who's in control.
¿QUIEN ESTÁ EN EL CONTROL?
Quedarte segura,
Que todo va cambiar,´
Esta es seguro,
Y mucho mas cuando no lo esperas.
El polvo que cubre todo hoy,
parece muy de polvo,
Es humo de ayer.
Puedes intentar parrar el barco
y su círculo de movimiento,
pero al final,
no hay manera de saber quien está en el control.
Words, music Glenn Salgoud
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SONG FOR JOAQUÍN
05:42
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This an instrumental track.
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Glenn Salgoud Spain
Glenn Salgoud (Caulfield) was born in South Africa.
He left in 1984. He studied in the
Jazz School of music, Cape Town,violin in Trinity College UK and mime in Italy, Switzerland. He toured UK, Holland, Germany, Switzerland, Austria, Slovenia, Croatia, USA, India and South Africa. He lives in Madrid.He is the founder member Proyecto Birdi, now called Birdi.
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