그는 1960년대 말에서 1970년대 초에 그의 산타나 블루스 밴드를 통해 인기를 끌었다. 살라, 록, 블루스, 재즈가 융합된 그의 음악은, 고음에 클린 기타를 이용하는 경우가 많으며 팀발레나 콩가같은 라틴 악기들을 이용한다.
카를로스 산타나는 이와 같은 형태의 음악을 계속해서 해 나갔으며, 1990년대 말부터, 다시 큰 인기를 끌기 시작했다. 그의 음반은 전 세계에 걸쳐 총 8000만 장 넘게 팔려 나갔다. ....


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INTRODUCTION카를로스 산타나는 멕시코의 음악가이자 라틴 록 기타리스트이다.
그는 1960년대 말에서 1970년대 초에 그의 산타나 블루스 밴드를 통해 인기를 끌었다. 살라, 록, 블루스, 재즈가 융합된 그의 음악은, 고음에 클린 기타를 이용하는 경우가 많으며 팀발레나 콩가같은 라틴 악기들을 이용한다. 카를로스 산타나는 이와 같은 형태의 음악을 계속해서 해 나갔으며, 1990년대 말부터, 다시 큰 인기를 끌기 시작했다. 그의 음반은 전 세계에 걸쳐 총 8000만 장 넘게 팔려 나갔다. .... ![]() ![]() MAJOR ALBUMS |
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from Wyclef Jean - The Preacher's Son (2003)
(feat. Carlos Santana)
You knew we had to come back like this, right man It's too hot in New York man, yeah It's too hot in New York man, give me Three nights in Rio De Janeiro with no sounds of buses No ambulance, no police sirens to interrupt my silence, aha Mucho trabajo poquito dinero Means I work hard and have no money Playin' my guitar, I'm sitting on the beach I'm sippin' margaritas as the water splash my feet It's too hot in New York I had to get away So here's a ticket, meet me on the beach in the shade When I was young they called me Robin Hood Cos I stole from the rich and I gave to the poor Went back home, mama whooped on my ass Said I'll be damned if I let you live like that Meanwhile next door neighbors jumpin' Beatin' on his wife while the kids were watchin' Later that day we was out on the porch And fantasize we was out of New York, we woke up in Three nights in Rio De Janeiro with no sounds of buses No ambulance, no police sirens to interrupt my silence, aha Mucho trabajo poquito dinero Means I work hard and have no money Playin' my guitar, I'm sitting on the beach I'm sippin' margaritas as the water splash my feet It's too hot in New York I had to get away So here's a ticket, meet me on the beach in the shade I'm in your hood like your neighbors were Spiderman I'm in the club 'fore I entered the stadium I bring the vibe like the days of the Tribe Before I had the fame I was servin' the fries So who better to know about a nine-to-five Wakin' up at five with the cold in my eyes Now my daddy, he can rest in peace From the belly of the beast to the sunniest beach, let's go Three nights in Rio De Janeiro with no sounds of buses No ambulance, no police sirens to interrupt my silence, aha ? dinero Means I work hard and have a warm day Playin' my guitar, used to daydream at the stars Prayin' if I ever make it, I'm gon' help my family make it From the streets of Brooklyn, to the Jersey ? ? I'm a stand on stage and play this guitar till I fall Santana, let me get some help Santana, let me get some help Eh, this one goes out to those who work, follow and ? Keep your head up, cos if I made it, you can make it too one day Three nights in Rio De Janeiro with no sounds of buses No ambulance, no police sirens to interrupt my silence, aha Mucho trabajo poquito dinero Means I work hard and have no money Playin' my guitar, I'm sitting on the beach I'm sippin' margaritas as the water splash my feet It's too hot in New York I had to get away So here's a ticket, meet me on the beach in the shade It's too hot in New York man It's too hot in New York man, ah It's too hot in New York man It's too hot, hey It's too hot in New York man, whoa It's too hot in New York man It's too hot in New York man It's too hot, hey Yeah, Carlos Santana with the Preacher's son It's the world tour, too hot Y'all know better, let's go now Guantanamera, Celia will always love ya Guantanamera, Clef with the Carlos Santana Guantanamera, Celia will always miss ya Guantanamera, Clef with the Carlos Santana, haha, haha |
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from Shakira - Oral Fixation Vol.2 (2005)
Who would have thought
That you could hurt me The way you've done it? So deliberate, so determined And since you have been gone I bite my nails for days and hours And question my own questions on and on So tell me now, tell me now Why you're so far away When I'm still so close You don't even know the meaning of the words "I'm sorry" You said you would love me until you die And as far as I know you're still alive, baby You don't even know the meaning of the words "I'm sorry" I'm starting to believe it should be illegal to deceive a woman's heart I tried so hard to be attentive To all you wanted Always supportive, always patient What did I do wrong? I'm wondering for days and hours It's here, it isn't here where you belong Anyhow, anyhow I wish you both all the best I hope you get along But you don't even know the meaning of the words "I'm sorry" You said you would love me until you die And as far as I know you're still alive, baby You don't even know the meaning of the words "I'm sorry" I'm starting to believe it should be illegal to deceive a woman's heart You don't even know the meaning of the words "I'm sorry" You said you would love me until you die And as far as I know you're still alive, baby You don't even know the meaning of the words "I'm sorry" I'm starting to believe it should be illegal to deceive a woman's heart Open heart Open heart It should be illegal to deceive a woman's heart Open heart Open heart It should be illegal to deceive a woman's heart |
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from Eros Ramazzotti - E2 (2007)
Fuoco nel fuoco
sono gli occhi tuoi dentro i miei ne basta poco ed ho gia capito chi sei che cosa cerchi tu da me che cosa vuoi di piu da me tu vuoi quel graffio al cuore che anch'io fortemente vorrei... Vorrei morire sulle labbra rosse che hai vorrei sentire i tuoi seni accendersi poi come due piccoli vulcani sentirli sotto le mie mani e scivolare poi sul pendio quello dolce che hai... E un incontro d'anime... La notte sembra perfetta per consumare la vita io e te c'e un bisogno d'amore sai che non aspetta... E un'emozione diretta se vuoi ma non sara infinita perche siamo fuoco nel fuoco ormai bruciamo in fretta noi... Fuoco nel fuoco le passioni tue e le mie E quasi un gioco sai mescolare suoni e magie per far salire l'emozione salire fino al sole e ricadere lungo il pendio quello dolce che hai... E un incontro d'anime... La notte sembra perfetta per consumare la vita io e te c'e un bisogno d'amore sai che non aspetta... E un'emozione diretta se vuoi ma non sara infinita perche siamo fuoco nel fuoco ormai bruciamo in fretta noi... Avvicinero tutta la mia pelle al tuo calor latino io ti sentiro... cosi ti sentiro... La storia e questa la notte sembra perfetta cosi per consumare la vita io e te siamo fuoco nel fuoco ormai bruciamo in fretta noi... siamo fuoco nel fuoco noi siamo fuoco nel fuoco noi |
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